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Mar 2023
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the future stretches out as far as a sloth can see, but not being a sloth and the sloth not being me, I see only as far as my next cup of tea.

hey!
it's Thursday
give me a break.

I wait patiently for communion, that first sweet sip of wine.

and my radio switched over to lightwave, working well though it's still dark outside,
I tried to switch over before I went under, but stuck on this frequency she tries to alter me, words often fail me yet she never does.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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