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Aug 2014
Drifting
and my eyes
are opening,
light flooding in
the world starts to spin and
I watch the blue sea,
placidly.
This will always begin when the world starts to spin and
so I make my way to, the
place where I watch blue and
the ocean always knew
I'd return.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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