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Mar 2017
Dear Love
I'm writing you because I want you to know that I'm thinking of you. In fact, I can't get you out of my head.
I don't know what you look like. I don't know where you are, or where you've been. I don't know what you sound like. I don't know how old you are. I don't know what music you listen to, what shows you like or what movies you watch.
I can't wait to meet you.
I've been thinking, and I'm starting to wonder how much longer I'm going to have to keep looking for you.
I can't wait to meet you.
There were a couple times that I thought I did. I thought that I had finally found you. But so far it looks like you haven't made your way Into my life.
Yet.
You don't know it, but I've been looking for You for a long time. And I've been through quite a bit of heartache because of you.
You're a very hard person to find.
There were times I doubted it would happen. As I saw the rest of the world pair up around me, I started to think I was never going to find you.  
I really hope that I do.
I don't know much about you, but I do know that you look up at the same moon as me.
And that gives me all the hope that I need.
Love always,
Dom.
I know it's been a while since my last post so I hope I didn't disappoint with this one.
Dom Larmon
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Dom Larmon  Chicago
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   --- and Ryan Hoysan
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