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Apr 2015
Chasing the shadows on the walls of all Hallows
and which one is mine?
Time was,
I knew
but time has a way of changing day into night and the one that I choose may be the one that's not right.
So I will tread carefully among the nymphs that float free and hope in all Hallows that these shadows,
I see
dance only for me.
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John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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