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Jun 2015
Off limits,
five minutes
I'm in.
The original sin doesn't count towards karma, Krishna or Rama and nothing is barred to the one who breaks through,
who is it what do you do when the day breaks it breaks just for you
and I never knew it at all.
Off limits so call out the guards
throw down the cards that you hold
and ask for
one more
deal.
Nothing is real and that you can't steal, nothing is real only
the cards in the deal,
give me five minutes to mark out the limits of five minutes more and
I'm in,
look at me grin like a big Cheshire cat
I can do that and more
one more
deal.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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