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May 2015
The taste of trust is sweet
Your smile I hold dearly
Out the mouth you speak but I can only comprehend the heartbeat.
The boy has a gift and I'm trying to read the instructions of life So I can't but help sometimes look in your dreams there you will find where desires come from...
Lub-dub-lub-dub
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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