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Apr 2016
One more cut to trade
to keep
to scar and weep
one more bond
I made.

We hide them inside men
because 'big boys don't cry'
and the secrets that tie them
untie 'til they die
men.

Why then cut when a
handshake
will do?

And yet pain is a release from pain

(Oh Doctor Freud
won't you say that again)

But it's true and you know so,
at the first cut
you go slow
and deep
another bond you make
a scar and release.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)   
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   Matt Shade, ---, ---, Emma and Keith Wilson
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