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Sep 2023
it could be any time really
the daylight is not yet here
and
the night steals a bit more
of me.

are those fireflies
or neurons misfiring?

it's too early for me to switch on
but the kettle doesn't seem to mind.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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