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jesus...

it was barely just Monday
When Tuesday arrived, jesus...
How the hours fly by when
you're barely alive, still,
Be grateful I say
The poor dead have no days
While the living give names
to this fast flying haze

M P 8/11/22

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John Prophet

Life is short and it gets shorter every day.
“Fast flying haze” for sure! Nice piece.
JP

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Marion

Thanks so much John x

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