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Jun 2013
Monday came so soon
and it only seems like yesterday we walked upon the moon
and held hands on top of Worlds
when you sprinkled stardust in my eyes
and I gazed into your deep brown eyes
only yesterday
where did it go
why could not time go slow and let me linger
just a little longer
in your sweet embrace?

I guess Monday's always come and we all must face
another day
away from what we
love the most.
That coasting through the mid of nights
amid the sights of wonderful
within the arms of marvellous
to taste delights
of magical
but Monday's always come
if only to block a little sun from the sun that shone.
Perhaps one day the Moon may stay
and brighten up the darkest day
and lighten up the nights, where for now I stay
in dreaming dreams of yesterday.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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