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Feb 8
Living and dying
it's all very trying
but
we're all surviving
so quit with the moaning.

I remember when
the nurse said cough
I said,
ahem
your hands are cold,
but that was before I got old
when cold is a constant reminder
that the summer has gone.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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