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Sep 2017
We will be claimed
named
framed by the windows
in time,
it all comes to him
that waits,

the red eyes are fine by me
but don't cry indefinitely,
a pointless exercise
when everyone dies

feed the memories
they live forever.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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   cv and Ma Cherie
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