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Oct 2014
Presently she comes to me,
ruby red light in her eyes.
The candles light up
automatically,
frantic in their dancing flame,
my shadows know another name
and that name is,
Presently when all is done
my body numb
my mind aligns with
where I am.

She wreathes me in delight
each night the same,
I call her name and
Presently.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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