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Apr 10
I thought that I'd never been older than when I got hold of this pen but that was then and now I'm older still.

it never seems right that when I'm sitting tight time whizzes past me on some flamboyant trajectory leaving me behind and yet when I look behind me time's there and I find me watching time whizzing past me again.

Grammarly tells me, get a grip
Grammarly doesn't half give me the pip
but
like an old friend, it'll be there at the edn!
spellchecking.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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