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Apr 2019
I didn't know
and
I told her so,
she asked again
I replied
the same.

Where do we go when we die?
she asked,
well,
obviously beyond the sky where
angels fly and cherubs sing
and everything you ever wanted
will be waiting for you,

is that true? she asked,
would I lie to you?
I replied,
she seemed satisfied
and went back to sleep.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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