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Apr 2021
Take me to where
'there she blows'
let me see whale swimming free.

Behind me is Ahab
the Pequod in the dock

but we're all Ishmael
when the dead are alive
and
we'll all survive
as misfits and outcasts to look into
Elijah's eyes on Judgement day.

'a soul's a sort of a fifth wheel to a wagon....'  Moby-**** Ch.19
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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