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Mar 2014
To expect I expect is expecting too much but I expect Lady Luck to touch me real soon.
I have wished on all stars on the silvery moon,whistled tunes out of boredom sat in rooms full of old men, and prayed that when my wishes come true,they'll fall like a bolt from up out of the blue.
It strikes me that,
if the world was flat there'd be nowhere for the sun to set
and would we then get
the day lasting the night
if so I might suggest this plan
to Cameron ,'the man'
because I think, he thinks he's
God.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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