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Oct 2013
When the midday sun slips past
where does my mind go.

for there is no sleeping in the midday son
think my Dad said that

Then Dad does my mind
just go on, out there into the univers.

See how life afecte's me
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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