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May 2020
...we must never forget how to laugh...how to play with mud....how to make paper aeroplanes ..take this to the factory floor, the hospital, the old peoples home..the garden, the shopping mall, the office block, the hostel , the underpass.....give it to the crowds, the lonely, the children, the lost, the hopeful, the refugee, the destitute, the aged....it belongs to them, it belongs to us all
found on paper
A W Bullen
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A W Bullen  Cardiff
(Cardiff)   
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