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May 4
I do wonder what was the choice
when I had no choice
only the voice that richochets

and in the voice the echo that says
take the sick you need me
and I
who could not feed the need in me
would not listen
to this one who was forgotten,

I remember then
and
I guess you do
who I was
but
I'm still me
in
a different century.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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     Riz Mack
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