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Oct 2020
It's when I least expect it
that he comes to sit with me,
his shadow curling around the blue smoke
and his Woodbine voice asking,
are you alright son?
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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     Terry Collett and Acora
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