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May 2016
Don't get me wrong
I like you much more than you think
I'm not going to only pay attention to you when your clothes are on the floor
I want you to leave all your pain at the door
I accept growth galore
So come and pour
Your growth on me
Listen, listen
You are much more than a wooden figure waiting to be used and abused
I'll protect, nurture, embellish and cherish your living soul.
There's a vast amount of reasons to be together that many people ignore
I'm surely one of those who acknowledges the variety.
Peter Robert Hamilton
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Peter Robert Hamilton  21/M/Texas
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