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To talk to her is like talking to an angel, her face is aglow. Her eyes a passage to her soul. It warms my heart to feel I found a friend who listens, who listens to me and only me when I speak No phone no distraction she listens
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Nov 12, 2024
Nov 12, 2024 at 12:39 PM UTC
She Listens
To talk to her is like talking to an angel, her face is aglow. Her eyes a passage to her soul. It warms my heart to feel I found a friend who listens, who listens to me and only me when I speak No phone no distraction she listens
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57/M/Tampa
Nov 12, 2024
Nov 12, 2024 at 12:39 PM UTC
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