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Jun 2015
Death's a disguise
behind the tears of dark eyes
and her cries,
heard by so many
are few.

We do as we do and some
make it through while others
fall away from the pack, try to
cheat the system but
watch your back,
death's a crack shot
with the gun.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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