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Mar 13
Thinking alright
I'll stay up late
and write into
the night
but
She has another idea

I shake in fear
because I know
She's going to say,
it's past your bedtime dear,

eh
I love her and what can I do
but
do as She says.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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