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May 2017
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We deduct from the equations, strategies and situations and a
vacancy arises in the house of few surprises,
you apply.

don't know why I never thought before to turn the handle on each door instead of ripping hinges off the walls,
but we learn or burn fromΒ our mistakes,
for some it takes a bit more time,
two drops of lime to sting our eyes

in the corner someone cries
Eureka!
it's another
seeker hiding from the thoughts he
should have had before,
one more handle on the door
one time more and each equation ritualises
the prayers we send
and
science despises what it cannot
comprehend.
in the end it all means
exactly what attracts me to
the light that shines
the two more limes
the many times
and
times to come.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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   Keith Wilson
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