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Jan 2013
Well I don't know where I am going now
but I am going there very fast.

My money is slipping out my hand
and things look better in the past.

Hold on girl you might not want to
come along because this thing I am on may not last.

I had a dream last night, and I want to go back
Yes I don't like what I see in the looking glass.

Life was simple way back then everyone was such a ******
I don't like this feeling, I feel like such an ***.
David Huggett
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David Huggett  60/M/Regina, Saskatchewan
(60/M/Regina, Saskatchewan)   
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