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Jan 2014
Winter is here
water and stone so cold
man there is no fire here
I am not my own best friend right now
and my own, do tell me
don't listen to them great sounds
right now keeps me up all night
so my head turn's over
as I play
my music through my new
H E A D   P H O N E S.
I hate winter       P   A   U   L
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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