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Sep 2017
Go towards the light they told me
set yourself free they told me
be, they told me.

In the torchlight
a rabbit in the spotlight
stark and staring
wearing shivers for fur.

So
I shall be me
free or so they told me,
or a lucky charm to
hang on a key ring.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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