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Feb 2015
I don't always know
      How to lay my hands.

When you seem to arch (rustling of ground)/hips, face, hair.
Brilliance. (And innocence is a warm company) to be given on such a
                      day.
Bryce Perry
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Bryce Perry  20/M/Boston, MA
(20/M/Boston, MA)   
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