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Mar 4
The bailiff with the shotgun made us run too
and he was wild but not a child.

those were those days but these days we amble through
the memories as if we're on a ramble in the countryside
wearing comfy clothing and who knows in
what order they'll appear,
some of us don't even know what year we're in and
it's clear that some never will.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  67/Here and now
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