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Mar 11
Yeah, he shouted as today trailed away into a distant future, which, as you all know, is far enough away from Friday to make you cry.

but yeah for any day I wake up,
yes
waking is a victory
and history will mention me
as a victor

someone shouts
yeah!
as a Victor Meldrew

ha
little *******.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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