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May 2013
She knows that I will always love her
but does she care?
hah
yeah of course she does
she shells out love like peas from a pod
almost like she is a Goddess
and yes I confess
I kneel before her
feel her hair on my head
kiss her feet
as I said
she is my Goddess and until or unless
someone else comes along
hers is the song
I will sing.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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