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Jun 2023
Wednesday
and it's creeping up on me,

if we can't stop the day from rising
we may as well be a part of it,

Wednesday and
I thought I'd be shining
but the gleam you see
is caused by
constantly
rubbing me up the wrong way
and
getting on my nerves.

I'll
wait awhile
and then get up
which on Wednesday
is not a bad idea.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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