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Apr 2014
There I stood, just stood, there
maybe for a minute, but soon that
minute past and shortly after that another
minute past.  Then a minute that seamed like
an hour but was only just a minute past then quickly
a minute that messed with my brains past
past by, with a minute after that
before i knew it a minute past
Paul Hardwick
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Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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   Miranda Renea
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