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Jan 2015
He was deathly afraid of being hurt. He was afraid of opening up in case it was turned around and used against him, or that it would be left open and abandoned.

I still am.
Xavier
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Xavier  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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   Amy Kereky, Jamie King and TINA
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