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May 2023
I bet we won't be reset
oh no,
poor people'll get
*** all

we'll become the reject
hurting from neglect
drawing pittances of pensions
but not them
not the faceless men
the couldn't care less
men,

Man it makes me
sick
but not that sick
otherwise
they'd
hospitalise
me,
then
intubation
resuscitati­on
more medication
monitors
machines
robotic dreams,

no
not that sick at all.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)   
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   Weeping willow
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