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Mar 2014
So it's said I'm overbearing
I shoot to much from a skinny hip.
I know my thoughts are deep,
it hurts me,
I know I sometimes talk to quick......................
and sleep if it so beckons,
then all those things
I say are lost,
but you don't even listen
you prefer to seem at loss.
Peter Cullen
Written by
Peter Cullen  Clane Co.Kildare Ireland
(Clane Co.Kildare Ireland)   
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   --- and frivolous treasures
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