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Aug 2018
There's lots more to see when you look beyond what there could be looking at me..

Reality's a kick
butand it might just be me looking beyond to see what there is to see
not one I would pick
when
dreams are more real

feeling my way through a hot blinding day when the sun's got it in for me
finding shadows to harbour me and tell me, what do shadows see?

On the pier
I see her
at the end of the world
by the lighthouse that shines
for the Marie Celeste.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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