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May 2023
we'd have to sail for a million miles across the roof tiles of our youth
to catch one moment of its grace,
and
then to face each forming star far away, but come what may that's what I'd do, I'd get
a room in the universe with a view

and I know heaven ( biblically)
she stands beside me
looking enigmatically
and
I see a planet explode in me

the universe is such a **** place.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)   
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