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Mar 2015
These words are for my wife-to-be...
O, how I long to be with thee...

And in thy lovely countenance,
My heart desires thy beauty bless!

I look to find thee to array
my soul in every precious way

But, still, it is for thee I wait...
As Heavenly Hosts prepare our fate.
Chris Schleier Jr
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Chris Schleier Jr  30/M/Charlotte, NC
(30/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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