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Jul 2014
Time allots me
tiredness knots me
and
only the consequence stops me
from throwing in the towel
and so early in the day
I wonder
if the day will end this way,
if time allots me
and conscience stops me
and tiredness takes
me away.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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