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Mar 2016
..and then I think of them when I wake and the whole day breaks in two,
I wonder if they think of you,
I thought.

It never really matters who it is that shatters the dream
the result it seems is the same.

They say,
give a dog a name and he'll remain a dog
and who's to blame then?
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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