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Jun 2016
Fathers's farther away
Mother's gone
and what do I say?

what is there out there?

I want to see what's beyond
when I stare into
the distance

and distant is how it seems
waking
and dreams roll
into one


They're still gone.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  63/Here and now
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