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Dec 2014
Go with the natural flow
but you have
to let go

At first
I was iridescent
can you believe
see through
but iridescent

HAd some sort of glow
then shot
in between
the come and go
it was hard to tell with my old heart
where I hurt
or why or why so
so


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A          n        o           t     h      e     r   e             D       A        Y.
True story        P@ul first poem of the year.
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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