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May 24
Too many people squawking
pretending that they're talking
I am putting my coat on and
I'm walking out of here.

And out here on the edge
I can hear the silence in your breath,
and that makes sense to me.

She says many things which have
a ring of certainty about them,
but that's another story.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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