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Mar 2014
I saw her stand there
a princess
her white skin with striped lines
I was there not for that in itself
but to change peoples dream
                                         Candles in the musky air
                                         but her I could not get out of my head
                                         your master needs you soon
                                         we talk of war and go to bed
I did not sleep well
but wanted so much more of her
so went to bed
her dreams I felt
almost in my eyes.
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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