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Nov 2023
Something dropped
I got worried
but
it was only the internet.

My nose is still running faster than I can.

Anyway
another busy day
and
I'm being worn away
like an old rug

trodden on
there is no love in
what I do
I only do it to get through
to the end of the day.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)   
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   Vicki Ann
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