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Sep 2013
This was an error 101
it wasn't there, the room had gone,
and me and John or John and me decided on room 103.
Or well's as well and gone that he's not here,we said over a glass of beer and how we laughed, we had 103 and 101 had gone.
But somewhere,where,out there we know,it waits and waits one day we'll go to 101,me and John or John and me
and then we'll see what scares us so.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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