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Jan 2023
That moment when you wake up to
the 'shipping forecast' and you start to grin
because you're still tucked up in
bed, but
the bed can be a stormy place too

Saturday!
I don't need telling twice
even if it was spoken in ''double dutch'
I'd understand that it was a me and my day,
sometimes it's
a me oh my day
but we'll not talk about that.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)   
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   Weeping willow
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