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Nov 2016
It seems to me
There's no reason to be
Now I'm too old
To be as bold
As I used to be

My legs are weak
And I can hardly sleep
My race is run
When it comes to fun
Now I've begun
To think too deep

                       By Phil Roberts
phil roberts
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phil roberts  M/north-west england
(M/north-west england)   
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