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Jun 2014
You can break our necks with your sticks of Semtex but
you can't break our spirit.
We shall go on,
long after you're forgotten and gone,long after the screams in the night have been stilled.

When we were children and monsters hid under the bed,nobody said they were real,
nobody said we would feel the hot splinters of steel as they shattered our bodies and minds,but
the spirit lives on and one day you'll be gone.
we shall survive.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)   
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