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Aug 2019
The sea runs through me and
it follows that the tides are a part of me,
then the oceans too must also run through me
so
who am I to deny the soothing serenity of
a deep blue sky?

Summer is and will always be
a piece of this ocean
the depth of this sea.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
110
   Khoisan
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