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Jul 2016
You took my number.
You smiled.
I smiled.
I was scared.
I didn't get your number.

You called.
It wasn't your phone....

When I get your number, will you call?
Just a few little lines in my head. We're all mad a little
Saint Jimmy
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Saint Jimmy  20/M/Portsmouth
(20/M/Portsmouth)   
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   Dana Colgan
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