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Dec 2011
Good night all thought I never mean this.
for you should be all in dream land.

A land, where pupils sleep.
And no eyes meet.

So good night all.
Good night pupils.

Tomorrow again our body's.
We will abuse.

Eat food with our eyes.
Put weight on our thighs.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
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