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Jun 27
Wow
what a night,
less sleep than a sleeping policeman
tossing and turning may be good for burning off the fat and the good Lord knows I got some of that but for resting?
last night was testing me.

dripping?
hardly got any kip in and someone's flamin' car alarm went off and on and one night I might get a decent sleep.

and now
because now always comes before then
I will take up my pen and poke my eyes out

haha not really
but surely
I have earned the right to sleep at night,

She sleeps on
unaware that the once youthful John
is getting older.

I'll keep that secret to myself.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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