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Jun 2021
Assuming that anything which expands will eventually reach its maximum stretch and snap
my forecast is
when the universe snaps back we will meet ourselves before we even got here.
Space is not my forte even at sixty which is apparently the new twenty.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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