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Mar 2018
My God ! It's good to see the sun
Shining down on this housing scheme
It can turn it from a nightmare
Into something resembling a dream

Boosting all of your endorphins
Like a rocket right up your hole
Letting you know that after the awful winter
You're still in possession of a soul

Helping you forget the bad times
Reminding you that if you let her
Mother Nature has the power
To make you feel so much better

Yes, this life can be terrible
Full of pain and angst
But it's so short and it's up to you
To make the best of it you can
Ian Lewis Copestick
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Ian Lewis Copestick  45/M/Stoke On Trent
(45/M/Stoke On Trent)   
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