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Dec 2015
I cry at all villance
how do I, know
how you make me cry
It a thing you want
but is it here
A thing I wish
if you, lost my heart
Think I would know how to bring back to
to the people you used to be

And by the way I cry, but the most, on Thursdays.
P@ul.  ***.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
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