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Mar 2012
Mind.
Spoke.
But with, a But.

Deep in his Mind.
Mind this.
Mind that.
Please Mind the Gap.

Gap openend.
Mind fell in.
To much Gin.
Gin began to grin.
Licking the lost berry's from the chin.
Mind opened.

And all came in.
Truth can hurt believe me.
Regards Just this guy called Paul
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
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