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Sep 2015
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You can do it via takeaway, rake out all the coals and order in some filler to fill up all the empty places, order via takeaway to fill them vacant spaces and fifty other holes appear.

When the bell tolled and the clock stoked the chamber where the danger lay, I wondered if this was the day to pull the trigger.

For every mountain that I climb, there's a time to climb a bigger one, a time like this to carry on, and time before all time is gone when mountains are no more.

The bullet lies in sleep mode waiting 'til the time is right, that time just could be later on tonight,
but I've not decided yet.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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