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Jul 22
If you're waiting for the sun
Could you move on
and make some room?

Soon it'll be Autumn and before you know it
the snow will hit
Christmas and Santa for a bit
then the new year
which basically is the old year
with a new number.

Spring but maybe not in your step,
the daffodils will make you forget
and if they don't
there's always Captain Morgan.

Every day
something to
rise up above and
muddle through.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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