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Mar 2015
Ferment inside my head
        You used to be good to me
                But now confussed the if and now
                         Became the question what if?
What if now?
                 Looking out the window nothing to see, I know I have to travel but the highway is killing me, all looks the same.
True Story    P@ul.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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