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Mar 2017
You have me in the palm of you hands....
Cupping my heart and my life, balancing my heartbeats on your finger tips.
in which hand will I be held today?
Will you let me slip far enough to give me a scare?
Only to keep me for later and reel me in and place my heart in your emotional 'keep net'

And that's it isn't it...?
Whenever you want me you know I'm there, waiting for your call, your summons.
And I respond like a lap dog, a pet who secretly adores you
You.... my secret mistress
Paul James Woolley
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Paul James Woolley  71/M/Lichfield UK
(71/M/Lichfield UK)   
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     ---, Travis Green and DivineDao
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