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Aug 2017
More than I am but not more than I could be and more is the poison that poisons me.

Never satisfied but when I've died I suppose I will be because then I'll be part of eternity

I wonder which part that I'll be
and will that part suit me?
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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       Kelly Rose, a-L and Blessed Regalia
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