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Oct 2013
I have to go but before I do
you should know,
it was great,
it was the moment that fate will recognise as the time that it opened my eyes before it was late enough not to know that stuff.
And now I know.

Like the time I was fast but was really so slow that time all but stood still,
and the more that it stood still the greater the hill that I needed to climb, got bigger and bigger.
I could hear the clock snigger as time slowed to look,abandoned I shook with an internal pain,trying to gain what was lost,trying to catch up the life that was racing away.

Someone screamed,
why bother,just stay in the rut,that was just me wanting to say an 'ah but'
but that didn't stop me from this life completely
it spurred me on.
I want to say before I'm gone
it was great and it's never to late for a leopard to alter his spots or to thank those lucky stars that he is no longer a part of the 'think I have not's'
Fate dealt me the hand that I play
each day a new deal
each day I can feel
lucky.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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