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Jan 2012
SO, SO, Surreal.
We sat on the deck that night.
Giggling from all the gin.
And the imaginary lemonade.
Writing post cards.

SAY WISH YOU WHERE HERE.

You giggle, and say instead of me.
How!............  I laugh.

Then the captain said, I have to heave to.
We both heave for about a minute or two.
Then both agreed, what a buzz that was.
Well I am from the sixty's
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
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