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Aug 2014
And the blood flows
To where I do not know
Within my own head
Just a matter of time
I am where I will Be not
I will tell my homes boys I know where I will be today
as I was not before
I climb into a room the is my heart
has phoned me
and tells me its still at the bar.
Ture Story Story in my rock and roll heart

Oophs P@ul.
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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