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Sep 2011
I can't talk with you
   I hope you understand

the rain
        every last drop
     warned me not to
          
told me to stay the hell away
               and that, my dear

is exactly what I will do.
Samuel
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Samuel  27/M/Fremont, CA
(27/M/Fremont, CA)   
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