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Jan 2017
Last year
I told you,
I want to hold you
you told me
that is something
you can never have
not as long as you have a year of days.

Blink and last years gone
today days
have just happened here
tomorrow will come
and so soon gone
time moves on
and so soon today
has become
yesterday's hum
but
they are days
Of 20    One seven
and
woman
they
are
days
of

M    I     N   E.
P@ul.   :-)    ***.
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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