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Aug 2015
Do you find
them days
when you
don’t know who you are
am I black or white
or do I process more colours
than that
look in a mirror *****
**** I am male
that took me by surprise
so no excuses
just has to be said

breath in through you nose
breath out
relax
study what is this all about
I am not black
nor white
just something in-between
god how will I ever have *******
being me
or post a picture thats not real
no that’s not me
thats like selling
a tyre
that’s grip is made of putty
from your action
your going to **** some one
and that’s not me

well you sure ant crying
so feel no shame
wipe those tears of your face
and go on just be you

OK seams like a plan.
LoVe  P@ul.  dizzy ant it.  well that because it's just me.  ***
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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