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May 2021
Friends who went before their time,
friends of mine and I'm still here
hanging on,
wondering to myself how long
before, I too, am gone,

but
if we are to become the memories
then we shall live forever in that place
where time stands still.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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