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Mar 2017
Brain so active though
and my skin turning brown
going red at first
like an autumn leaf
going brown
and falling off my tree
dead skin shoulders
scurfin around
I shrug my shoulders
the new leaves fall
maybe I will get a sun tan this week
the brain wants to sleep though
maybe next week
For I have to work
the sun nice.
Oophs P@ul. ***.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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