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Feb 3
Rainbows we danced on
crosses we hung from
dreams that we clung to
are all a piece of you.

and we outlived them
grew old and shelved them
and what remains
are the aches and pains
which nobody wants
but everyone gains,

it's a circus ring and we all bring
our lions and clowns
smiles and frowns
to put on a show
and then we go.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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