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May 2017
Mine eyes are blind
Within fire burns
Imaginative thoughts
In twist and turns.
Mouse trap me up
With collar and tie
Mine eyes are blind
Creative tears I cry.
Dance with me
Till the cream leaves the cone
Happy birthday mamma
I'm all alone.
Written by
Mark Bell  65/M/Portsmouth
(65/M/Portsmouth)   
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   Ryan Holden
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