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Mar 2015
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I ant any sixteen dreams
I do what I can
be myself
just here
livin on the edge
then my chest hurts
and man that pain burns
curl up my toes
go on again
be creful
my dreams hurt
my nick name
is ****
and that hurts
****
by nature
in my own
minds eye
and heres
a song
deep from home
so I push on
just to get
something for me

Belive that
and you will belive anything!
So F**King true     P@ul.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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