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Apr 2019
I picked her off the Richter
and immediately
we clicked, her
body was tsunami,
but she wrapped her arms around me
and she knew just where to go.

if heaven was a haven from
the cyclones we were dreading
then heaven's where we were.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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