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Jan 31
Seek and you will find
or maybe life's unkind
and you'll go blindly on
never finding the one.

But one is out there
and usually where you
least expect.

Postscript.

Some who are living do not know
that life thrills you before it kills you,
there's no escaping fate and her hand.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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       Immortality and South by Southwest
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