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Mar 2015
See what life gives to me
before you ever judge me
look and see
never stay in your tree. Think of me.

Before
you empty your head
@ me.

Look @ the good
in me
all the tricks i have.

and then think
what do you have
and come back to me.

when I cut myself I ble@ds.
P@ul.Β Β just thought it was time to slip one in.

Surreal dreams.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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