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Sep 2015
I met
and your great
you will never remember
the question to everyone's question
is asked from within
but your question will be asked
I will never no
you find my mind like a kite
sailing in the wind
held there in the apparent sky's
of my tomorrow's horizon
I
just
POP
and GO.
True can you not feel it.    P@ul.
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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