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Dec 2015
Inside a womb of love,
my heart turn into gold.
I was valued by love, but not for to long.
I searched my heart, since I was blind.
I felt a warm touch, just like one of yours.
Manage to break this chain, and went explorer your soul.
Never felt more guilty in my life, until...
I broke our bonds.
Abimael
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Abimael  37/M/PR
(37/M/PR)   
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   Cecil Miller
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