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Apr 2012
Every day someone is asking.
What is there to do.
Should I laugh, or should, I fight.
Or is there nothing to do.
So I reply.

Climb a tower of freedom.
Love the woman that sets you free.
Listen to the children.
Have the pleasures of that day.
This will set you free.

And if you feel like dancing, then just do.
So Son, expression and passion.
When I was your age.
We made games up for ourselves.
I only feel what touches me.

T         H        I        S               W        I         L           L

                                                                                              SET YOU FREE.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
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