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Oct 2015
The first thing I remember
I feel myself slipping
then a hole appears
seams like out nowhere at all
just know it felt like down
felt it grab my feet with a pull
looking down all these colours appear
sort of coming at like steams
some hang about long than others just fade out
I know the she is upper wards in my brain
then almost as my air runs out
then those colour become bubbles
and for some reason unknown to me freaks me out
I swallow
all seams to begin from the start.
Surreal Dreams P@ul.  ***.
**** just know a doctor will get hold of this.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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