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Apr 2015
When I met you
you where all I had
I told myself
Thak you Lord
but inspit of of my self
I fell in love with you
just outside there waitting
just out the circle
it was hard to say
witch way were you looking
was it me
you did feel
hold your breath
then fall
Just outside waitting
I don't know who
Lick the inside of my leg.
True story  P@ul.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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