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Mar 1
Who remembers the sugar lumps that the school nurse used
to fool you?
oh yea
and then she'd jab you with a needle that your mother would have used for knitting
and you're only nine-******* yourself at the back of the line awaiting your turn,

we never had a choice then
only a shrill little voice then
and I think they injected me
with mediocrity

who's to know now?
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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