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Sep 2013
And then the walls blew in the ceiling fell and jesus did I look at hell or was it in a dream I had?
Bad boys have bad dreams it seems and I have had my share of them,
In a future when I'll not be here or there, I will not care,I will not dream, I will not scream except in ecstasy,
if you are where I'm sure I'll be.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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