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Mar 2015
I'm going backwards in the race with you.
Faster than I'd ever thought true.
I can keep pace, My life had no taste.
Then I met you, So don't pretend.
This magnetism has pulled, The lights are all dim.
In front of Grand Park down to Sunken City.
Watching from the Observatory and in the subway in some way, I am stuck in your teeth, Internally puzzled.
Step 1 and 2 and 3, are what I followed.
Now how do you end thee? Spend the night under the bottom of the lake of legs.
Follow you through every trail, I wish I could fix broken nails.
Everywhere, no matter where. I don't really care. I just want you there.
Xavier
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Xavier  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
501
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