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Oct 2017
The faster we went
the shapes twisted, colours bent, the kaleidoscope coming to life and life was the seeing, believing and being invincible.

Trying to outfox old Huxley
I told him the doors were barred shut,
but he tried them and knowing then I'd lied
stormed off in a puff of blue smoke.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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     Ahmad Cox, Keith Wilson and Carina
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