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Oct 2013
She leaves the bedroom,noon
I leave too,soon
and soon we both forget the laughter,love and sweet, sweet sweat.
but we'll remember later on when this day is almost gone and I hold her in my arms and say,
'I missed you darling,how was your day?'
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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