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Sep 2020
...and then the pen became my broadsword
allowing me to cut through the cords
which had bound me
and when you found me writing poetry
you reached into infinity
and
for a minute we
were connected.
Lines like lives do converge now and then
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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