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Apr 2016
I sing things that hurt me
I sing the words
I have seen people hating in vain
of things
they will never change
but they do
but by nothing they do
hurt from life
as people do
wish you could hold my hand right now
forgive me if I cry on you
never thought
you could be the one
things he placed in his mind
will be surreal
and things hard to find
holding hands is good.
P@ul.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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