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Aug 2023
I have a line and
No!
it's not *******.
more a line between
being crazy and holding on
to keeping sane,

my arms are tired
my hands are sore

but I weathered every storm in
the story that was read
and now
almost at the epilogue
and nearly time for bed
I
think of letting
go.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)   
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