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Sep 2017
You know the dance beat
Even though I am now old
Still, have the beat
Although like lifting my feet from mud
On the dance floor,
I can be found
That's right, that's right
Might be old but still got to trip around
But for now out of breath.
Love Old P@ul.
surreal tangerine dreams.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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       mikecccc, Vivi Greene, Eudora and Paul Hardwick
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