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Nov 2015
What sorcery do you hold.. Is what I seek to find.  How do these enchantments work that have left me bound.
Locked in place, in the warmth of your embrace
In a trance like state, I succumb. Fall to knees that are weak, all senses numb.
  On which page of your spellbook can it be found.
Clyde Barrow
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Clyde Barrow  40/M/Oregon
(40/M/Oregon)   
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