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Feb 2014
I can feel her breath upon my face as it traces lines put there in place by times gone by.
I can hear the sigh she gives,
she lives inside me now.
How she got into my heart is a story for another day but
for now I'll lay and listen to the feelings flowing through it.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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