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Dec 2016
Calling myself from a mirror I can't hear what I'm saying I'm too fragil in disguise. Ringing ..it's finally ringing in my head that Ima have to make a decision one day and it terrifies my soulless emphasis ways, having a conversation with Godless taste drinking down my lustful place I picked up the call to my own heartbeat
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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     Glass, Traveler and Doug Potter
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