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Sep 2012
Come to my door baby
Hart is blue but your face is white
what do you have to tell me
sir is you name?            Paul
that is when i knew
i can't see you anymore baby
and all i have
is memories of you in my head
but to them i promise
i will be true
even though i will miss you so.
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Thank you this man called Paul!
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
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