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Sep 2012
Yellow lay
in that thick green grass
hoping to cover his ***
but in his mind
he knew
he would be seen
seen from above
and he who knows
dose not really know
nothing at all see
for life carries on
and is bigger than you and me
so i pry
for i know some day
i will die
but i ask from all you and those
please remember me
how     as i was
and not what you see i was.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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