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Jul 14
A fly is walking on the window pane
it's probably the same fly that walked up from the sill
I will
watch it for a while,
oh
and it's on the outside of the window
so
it doesn't worry me.

I can walk too
but not up the window pane
and I can't fly,
sigh.

If life is a series and I am on episode nine,
how much time is there left
before I have to find something else to watch.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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