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Aug 2023
This would be so much fun
if it was four hours later
and the sun was shining.

I practised sleeping for most of my life
and not to blow my own trumpet
I was an expert at it

seems now
that I've forgotten how to do it.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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