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Feb 2017
Marry me.
Let’s spend our week nights eating cereal on the floor
When there is a perfectly fine table behind us.
We can go to the movies and sit in the back row
Just to make out like kids falling in love for the first time.

Marry me.
We’ll paint the rooms of our house
And get more paint on us than the walls.
We can hold hands and go to parties we end up
Ditching to drink wine out of the bottle in the bathtub.

Marry me.
And slow dance with me in our bedroom
With an unmade bed and candles on the nightstand.
Let me love you forever.

Marry me.
Graciela Gonzalez
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Graciela Gonzalez  19/F/Cadillac
(19/F/Cadillac)   
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   Demonatachick, unnamed, --- and Azaria
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