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Aug 2019
I forgot,
because I'm getting old and it's getting harder to remember when forgetting is so easy,

where was I?
oh yes,
those days and I'm not sure anymore which days
were the days but for the life of me,
I can't remember why.

So
I wander through the landscape to escape
and suddenly it's  focused,
the now and then becomes my here and when is
where it is.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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