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Sep 2015
Now baby you've got the rock
now do not tell me I've not
just because my rock is so surreal
do not tell me my marbles are loose inside my skull
do not give my lame brain the blame
for the things your brain will not understand
learn to love the things you do not know how they are or feel
leave me in alone in my room while on my guitar I play my tunes.
true story      P@ul.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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