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Nov 7
Work is becoming wearisome and then some,

these old bones creak like rusted door hinges,

the mind is willing for so many things but it appears that willingness only brings less of what your mind wills for and I think that's known as Sod's Law.

I can live with it
She
patches me up
when necessary.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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