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Jun 29
Imagination is the key that opens up the magic in everything we see,
there is much more than beauty in the eyes of the beholder and the older I get the more my eyes open to see.

He, of the laughing daffodils
among the carnage
that was his war
knew more than I'll ever know
saw more than I'll ever see

imagination is the key
I think he may have taught that to me.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  66/Here and now
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