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Oct 2024
She steals in from the room next door
sits on the nursing chair
tapping her feet on the floor,
it is the music she knows I adore
and I ask her
to tap me some more.

It was on a day like this day far away
when once upon a time began.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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