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Apr 26
Start
stop
horse and crop
the cart comes on behind.

Streets lined with cobblestones
wooden wheels
always feels like
rag and bone
rag and bone
sometimes through a megaphone

days gone by
I wonder why
copper is six quid a ton.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)   
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