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May 2015
In the cold night air I feel your warm breath on my neck.
We embrace.
Our lips meet.
We are entangled,
Our limbs are intertwined,
**** near inseparable.
We have danced this dance before. A tango you and I shake with anticipation for.
Ryan M Hall
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Ryan M Hall  23/M/Davis, CA
(23/M/Davis, CA)   
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