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May 2012
There is something here
deep in my brain
not sure what it is
but it calls to me again

I have been waiting for hours
Had some tea, sniffed flowers
Not sure what it is
But been waiting for hours

Yes know I remember it well
So i sing to you
let them fly lik birds
As I remember you now so well

But I have been waiting for hours
And what are you doing in my dream
Not sure this poem is over, but lost the threads... Paul
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
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