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Feb 23
I didn't do it yesterday
I might not do it today
I may do it tomorrow
but I couldn't really say
and anyway
what's the flippin' rush,
there's nothing else to do
and
if I don't do it anytime soon
it has got sod all to do with you.

She says,
but you don't take a breather from breathing

oh yeah
She'll soon have me believing that anything
is possible.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  67/Here and now
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