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Mar 2016
I see it.  When I thought it was lost. I seen it come I seen it go.  I even see it with others and others with it.  Yet I don't have it. I'm okay with that.
Alexander Liss
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Alexander Liss  37/M/Indianapolis
(37/M/Indianapolis)   
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