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Aug 2012
as a young boy
in those days
life seam so easy
get up maybe wash
drag a comb across my head
and go out to a life of fantasy
but now i have grow up
woman means so much more to me
life just gets harder
looking at the high ball
woman i want to be like me again
i will love now other
not in that way
my mind gets stronger
but my body gets weak
do we love each other
No   No    N o !
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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