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Aug 2016
That which fires me is the devil that
tires me and the hot rod which wires my brain
I have cycled it before in the orbits I adore
and would do it all again
despite the heartache, the pain, the scars,
the sleepless nights, the drunken fights
the girls I've loved and left
the girls who loved and left me
that which fires me
is that which I am and will be

if there's an Amen due you can say it.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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   DivineDao
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