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Dec 2015
We die seeking immortality and in the process lose all our integrity and see only the future we want to see,
what will become of us now?

In this maelstrom where all is insolvency,
we dissolve into fits of
apoplexy,
we look for, but cannot find that serenity
seeing only the future we want to see.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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