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Nov 2017
she had the power to break the seas in half or my heart completely. She would say she was broken. Really she was completely what I saw in my heart. Her fuse burnt quick in a path straight to the flame in my soul which could not be undone. she is the wind on a still night invisible only to herself, but touching everything completely
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Michael A Duff  49/M/Tx
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