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Mar 2015
one world
on which @ night
I rest my head
and in the day my head
gets on with other things
one world
for me
one for you
how to me
dose this seam wrong
there is only
one world
on which
I rest my head
one slip
and my head rolls off
on to the earth
face filled with the sand of the world
on which @ night I rest my head
one world
which I try to keep safe
now smacks me
in the face
the
world
on
which
@
night
I
rest
my
head.
True Story                 :-)                    P@ul.
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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