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Nov 2023
In the language of the heart, my love for her weaves a tapestry beyond words.

It's an unspoken symphony that echoes in the quiet moments, a silent promise written in the stars.

If its depth could be measured it would be an ocean without shores,

boundless and eternal, where every wave carries whispers of affection.
Paul James Woolley
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Paul James Woolley  71/M/Lichfield UK
(71/M/Lichfield UK)   
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