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Aug 2012
When I sit back and look at each day I ask myself this;
Did I need to be so harsh,
was I to soft gulable even or didn't it matter in any case.
For the wrong words however well ment,
or the right ones at the wrong Time, mean just the same
Nothing.
So choose your words carefully for once they are free of you
They can bring joy or pain
That's what it's all about.
Micheal Wolf
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Micheal Wolf  On the edge of reason, UK
(On the edge of reason, UK)   
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