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Feb 26
When it looks to be Monday but you look and see Friday because you want another payday but it really is Monday so you cry into the pillow
and I have
and I will,

I'm cutting down on ***** and ****
my once fine clothes have turned to rags
I'm selling secondhand Sainsbury's carrier bags
times are not just tables.

But I'm looking forward too
to everything that I can do
and doing this with you
is one of life's greatest treasures.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  67/Here and now
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