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  1. Posted May 5, 2022 at 7:38 pm | Permalink

    My own man ;-
    Getting by, doing what I can, to beat the blues, a new pair of shoes or Jean’s, by any means, but wait , it ain’t that easy, to please me , all the way or no way, a new pad for my sketches and pencils!, where did I leave my stencils ? Then black , the numbers don’t stack, too much out and not enough in, you just can’t win , so I go to the coast, to the place I love most, harbour delight , a 99 I just might , harmony as last , it’s slow not fast , time to think and sort out my mind, I think and I find , not to worry , always in a hurry , some places are good for the soul , this I know as down the dunes I roll .
    Anthony MC Gann.

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