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Feb 2020
We crawl
then totter
and tentatively walk
then we walk tall,
one day we'll stumble
and fall
and crawl once more,

life is like a revolving door
or
don't you think so?
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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