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Aug 2023
Thursday and it feels exactly how it felt last week
but I was younger then!

so it's true
time waits for no man  or anything other than the
keeper of the clocks and that occupation is a reserved one.

In my drawer full of watches which I never wind up
time only seems to stand still
but I can hear my heartbeat, feel my own body heat,
and sometimes I cheat and pretend.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)   
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