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Sep 2012
When a myriad of dreams are form
it is hard to see it at all
but then i do
talking lights and mindless night
be sure babe they will get you
take this haze away
sunshine help me.

It is said this nightmare
just might be reality
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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   Eileen Prunster
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