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Dec 2022
This season of goodwill to all men is not going as planned
perhaps there'll be a moment when the battlefields fall silent,

when a child cries out.

Now we're all Titanic in that there's a severe lack of lifeboats.

I never thought to see the days when wickedness and evil ways
would bring us down,

Jesuuus!

Jesus on sabbaticalΒ Β mapping out the catacombs
preparing several thousand tombs for those who wait in anterooms still thinking Santa Claus is weighing in with presents for the children.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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