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Feb 2014
Well,
excuse me too,
because I do have a past, so *******.
I was blasted out of a mountain side
took the ride on an old steam train,had the pleasure and the pain,enjoyed it all,took the fall and rose again,enjoyed more pleasure,lots more pain and ******* once again.
I ain't no saint,no sinner too just someone who says **** to you, if you don't try to understand the inner workings of this man and this man is this land,understand?

We're all bombsites all ******* shites trying to put things to ******* rights and I'm sick of trying to explain so here it is,******* again,
and if you don't like it,*******,
I'll write it anyway
any
day
my ******* way.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)   
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   victoria
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