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Jul 2014
I hold out my hand and smile as the music plays.
Forgive me when I get off beat during our dance, for once it's not because I don't have my hearing aid, or that I'm clueless. It's that I can't hear the music over my heartbeat. For when I am with you, my heart beats louder than any drums I've ever played or heard.
Escalus
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Escalus  Thomaston, Georgia.
(Thomaston, Georgia.)   
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