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Feb 2014
It is as if I thought I knew where this life I've lived was leading to, but though I see I am blind to the things there are that I should find
and each door that I go through leads me to a new tomorrow and I know tomorrow never comes,it's just another day.
There's no way that I could be as calm or raging as the deep blue sea,each tiny breath another death leads me to a place where I'll be free,and the lines wrote on your face, I have read a thousand times or more,another door,another way and we're living for today.
In the compartments of my heart there is one where love has found a part to play, won't you stay,make your home inside of me,each tiny breath another death and one day I know I shall be free,
shall we go
shall we stay
for another day.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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