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Feb 23
Down the road, I go my road of memory to
places I visited long ago
back when I was young
so carefree for no worries did I ever
For I did what I wanted to do for no fear did I have for the dangers In a life that lay awaiting somewhere out
But I manage to survive all that came my way to live to tell my stories but It's only now at my age I'm realising how dangerous
my life then
Memory of when I was younger had no fears
faced whatever came
my way and to live to
tell my stories
Johnny walker
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Johnny walker  66/M/Grantham
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