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Sep 2019
Age is a such a special thing
Learning from the past yes it is
You don,t believe
Then read on today

Messing around with my time today

That's what I did today
Sun was out and brite today
Working on cycle show

I was stop 2
Not where they rested there heads
more just like to past though
them people so new

Just catching there breaths
I am  in the woods
Maybe a fly or two but nothing else

For I am security
If I told to say then I do
and believe me noting around me, will go missing

Got all first age training
In my smart Shoes
Polished to a shine so need some shades

Feet so brightening
Bownancing of my eye brows
Then straight in my eyes

It feels so wrong but so right
The rich do this ****
to make us blameless

And Do I LoVe  P@UL.***.
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Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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