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Jul 2016
Her heart's a captive Iole,
my hands pressed softly to her back.

Lips a place where I will stay,
to keep our love intact.

And at her lips I shall stay,
to keep our love intact.
David John Mowers
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David John Mowers  43/M/Raleigh
(43/M/Raleigh)   
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     SWebster, hazel marie and brynnpowers
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