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Mar 2016
Replicas
near enough to be real,
to be real though they
need to feel right.

Listed on a website,
kissed candy floss at midnight
one day
one might be real
one could feel
the substance,
one could hear the romance.

Replica's the chance we take and
so we break our way out or in
copying.

And when we know the way to go
we make it
slow or fast,
a
replica
at last,
arriving at the place
it all began.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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   Aeerdna, --- and Ariel Baptista
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