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Jul 2015
Captured by love if I lose everything I hope my love will hear me
Embraced by hope I follow it to the highest Moutain.
Conceived by trust it's hard not to swim the hearts of most and find out there's no water there so I bring a cup to ur lake
A cup to your ocean...
Love to your seed,
Hope to the hopeless ones
Trust to a generation of back stabbers..
Maybe if they see my scars they will follow me to your Moutain..
Maybe..
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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