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Jul 2014
Time eats of itself, a cables length or more
from itself gone on and
in its going on,hungry as it is,
time is gone.
These fleeting moments we enjoy are
employed as footmen at the feast
and wait upon the table.
Fate
accomplice to this scene,unable or
unwilling to intervene,watches on
until time being sated leaves upon
the stroke of twelve.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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