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Feb 2023
wake up
with a hangover,
hungover?
you'll get over it,

it's Monday, isn't it,
he said
unenthusiastically
and
that's the longest word
to write when it's barely
morning,
he said,
yawning.

soon be time to go,
some say,
I went years ago
but I know
that
I'm just maturing.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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