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Oct 2015
Standing on a hill side
wiping away the tears
the air is very clear
she wondered would I help her
and I have done for years
so I just pointed
and said
you can see my house from here.
P@ul.
when the sun kisses the moon, at the end of time.
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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