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Sep 2012
we know when we get older
we fall asleep in the after noon
we no longer have sugar in tea
we can not hold on to our bladder
we know that marriage is just we
we look forward to see you
we is just so not me.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
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