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Jul 2017
I loved the way he let his days go,
delicate...
I loved the way he touched me,
delicate...
His face would soften when he looked at me
delicate...
His scent, his hands, his voice
delicate...
Tucked away in my heart I hold him
delicate...
Mariah Cuch
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Mariah Cuch  40/F/Cuchestan, Utah
(40/F/Cuchestan, Utah)   
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