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May 2014
I am I
and my synapse
fire again

Now move on
and read my words
there is no black white

in this world
so why newspapers
for we live

in a world made up
of tan
we are one

all of are dreams
are one
and we are the people
so if you have truck with that
then just ******* home
for tan people fight
for there right.
Not sure, how true this is
L          O          V           E
P@ul.  ***
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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     Lee, Poetic T, --- and Paul Hardwick
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