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Apr 2015
my hands, your hands
they were made for touching
lets go slow and easy
love wasn't meant for rushing

my heart, your heart
together they are beating
sometimes even racing
but love is never fleeting
GaryFairy
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GaryFairy  54/M/Cleveland, Ohio
(54/M/Cleveland, Ohio)   
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