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Jan 2023
Close your eyes on a Friday night and..
..****... sudden;y it's Monday,

I think
someone's stealing weekends and hiding
them away,

it cannot be a Monday but I fear that it is true
and I'll have to get up and out of bed
because that's what people do
on Monday.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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