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Mar 2023
While I wait to catch up
I'll just pop into the kitchen
and make myself a cup

but then I think,
of what?

can't find the coffee ***
electric on the blink

I wish I'd thought of you instead
and then I'd still be warm in bed,

She,
just nods her head
as if to say
I told you so.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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