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Sep 2015
In my ears,
I hear bells and in
the church they are whispering
I cannot listen in because  
the bells keep on ringing,
they may be the harps that are
Angelic hearts or it could be
the Devil who is
bringing me home.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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   mickey finn
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