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John Edward Smallshaw
Poems
Jan 16
Scribbles behind the retina
I woke up full of what I thought was hope
but it was sleep in my eyes.
a Capital way to start any day.
We're all full of something though,
whether it's
*******
batshit or
a little bit of magic.
I suppose, not that I'm ready to suppose,
but dressed in work clothes it's the least I can do.
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw
68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)
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