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Dec 2023
The radio's crackling
it
sounds like rain
on the window pane
but
I looked and it was not,

that's the thing with sounds
sounds sometimes sound like
other sounds.
it sounds like I need another coffee,
but that was a thought and not a sound
but I thought it was,
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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