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Jun 2017
Love a cylinder within a chamber a weapon that fires sometimes dangerous outcomes two as one with separate minds that twist each others soul love what of it to be but what one embraces its meaning to be each of its own being within four words
Written by
Harry clute  56/M/Iowa
(56/M/Iowa)   
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