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Mar 2014
It was about time itself
where was you when JFK got shot
I was not there
I Was 7
for me that was not my heaven
but I knew
that was you not me
I can see the ****
of my life
where was you when Jackson died
Well a man whom I knew
well I felt that inside
sad day
when Michel Jackson died
today I talk of VictorBrown
a proud man indeed
fought in the 2 world war
for you and me
and he was ruthless as can be
but a man of gold
so Victor I give love.
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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