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Aug 2021
Nobody cares but me
Soaring on the air
were trees higher than the breeze
Did it spiral away?
Could you hear it?
Somewhere on the line
I lost all track of time!

You're all alone
childlike tendencies
You're at the bottom of the barrow
you need to help yourself
but if you can't take the gamble

Backbeat the weather is hot
Sometimes I feel like the desert
it's enough to drive you to the sand
Antony Glaser
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Antony Glaser  60/M/croydon
(60/M/croydon)   
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   Imran Islam
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