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Oct 2013
The evening chalky light draws stars up in the sky of night,
and I know she will be alright until the morning breaks into her sleep.
She becomes that part of me,that special private privacy that only she and I can see and for me this is my sanctuary,the gates that close behind of me and I see
only her.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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