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Apr 2015
The greatest assassination in history but
whodunnit?
who killed all the dreams
remains a mystery.

In the boarded up closed down council cemetery where the bones lay of all of my ancestry,
there's a place kept and it's still there awaiting me, but
who killed the dreams is a mystery.

I have blank screens where once there were hot dreams and the nightmares have rode off, no more night screams, it's one hell of a ******* calamity, but who killed all the dreams stays a mystery.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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