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Jan 2016
seams no one
who will hold my hand
as I fall
as my legs have become old
however my mind is not at all
I am only rich in life
and on a good day
my eyes will see
I am always right
please do not frown
It's true for me
for I am wiser than you
in time it will change
but the past will alway's return to me
I am better than me
Better than you.
Boo .  Love P@ul.
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
     Olivia Kent and Paul Hardwick
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