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Jun 2015
She gets out of bed
opens her eyes and
raises her head.

The sun lights her face as
she faces the day and who knows,
this rose by any other name
may know mine.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)   
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   Phil Lindsey, NV, RH 78 and ---
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