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Nov 2015
To
see past what could be,
break the link
float free and think beyond the cast of spells or runes,
In his many mansions, there are as many rooms unfed by light.

I believe the house was full last night,
party time they always have a party line,
be good, be strong, be half as wise as the
day is long and that gets you into
Paradise.

Sunday
makes me think of camisoles and mothballs, ham and pickle for tea and grandma, ( the old victorian ) kissing me.

It's hard to break a mould when you take as the truth what you're constantly being told, but I try.

I'll never meet
Churchill now
until
much later.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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   --- and its gonna make sense
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