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May 2014
She moves like a cat,,all silent and that
rocks my boat,
quietly whispering,my body tunes in and starts listening to her.
She wears words like a skin,
I want to read what's within and
she opens the book..
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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