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May 2016
Tragedy come walk with me to
tell me and talk of uncertainty,

where would we be
without tragedy?

Consequently,
I have sought a
place full of happiness and
far less fraught,

but I fail when

difficulty
besets me and
suddenly
tragedy gets me in
its grip and I
slip over the
edge.

It's a good job that I
am an excellent
climber.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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   ---, ---, Jamadhi Verse and NV
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