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Feb 2016
Little Lucy loved all
never a bad word came from her head
but Lucy
was quite insane
how I ask
can she do that
and I can't
all I am
is surreal
so give me a chance
it might make you feel something
that yesterday you did not
read my words
pass a bit of time
maybe lay yourself on a beach
in the golden sand
feel the heat off the ground
the grains in-between your fingers and toes
feel the heat on your face
all the things
Little Lucy
must feel
Like you
but does she though?
:=)    P@ul.
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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   Cecil Miller
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