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Jan 2013
Why give only one life when I need so many more?
There's not much space to fit in all those people I adore..and I adore the lot.
What I've got will not suffice..so I shall ask real nice of my creator.."whatya doin' later"?
Let's redesign this life of mine and make it play its part..
..so I can open up my heart and let the world come in.

One life is not enough..like a sleeve without a cuff..it's just not right..
..so give me two or three or four,let me explore the unexplored and live my lifetimes more than more.
We can be friends before I fade.
Or would you like it known that you have made..a dud.
No good ?..but I could be..if only you would free the lock that makes me such a laughing stock and put more life in store for me..then you would see that redesigning was just a matter of some refining of this jewel.

I play quite well the fool..with ease..but make me last much longer please..let me adore those many more..on my knees I do implore you.
Is this message getting through ? have you so much more to do that you can't do this little thing for me?
Set me free.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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