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Jun 25
Melting but felt in a good place,
the day blurred in front of me
and
shadows rose to greet me.

I finished work but not before
work had finished me,
got home to a cold beer
from She
and
that was super nice.

Tired not sleepy
sounds like the call of
waving not drowning
but
I'm down with it.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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   Vishal Pant
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