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Age
Everything what goes up must come down. The only thing on this earth that doesn't is your age.
This is a short poem what my dad John use to say ro me when I was just a boy. I miss you dad r.i.p I love you always.
Written by
Neil Mcpake  50/M/London
(50/M/London)   
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       rick, Srishti, Anais Vionet, Maddy, Jimmy silker and 1 other
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