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Oct 2016
DB
The position I'm in is like a deserted island. A lot of time to have man to man discussions with myself. Steadily scheming on how to intercept my goal. Only two routes I can go. Cut into her directly or fade away. Im already standing in my own endzone so a interference is plausible. Thinking about how many times I let us down during this drive. I didn't tackle everything I had to, so with that being said I will run it back at any given time.
Initial Love
Damaré M
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Damaré M  Richmond , Ca
(Richmond , Ca)   
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   Mary Winslow
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