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Jun 2015
The beach curves and the sea, a scimitar in the sun cleaves through the shingle a sandy path along the shore.

I am awestruck by the goddess of good luck who favoured my happening into this day full of wonder and wandering.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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