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Jul 2018
Before I met you I
Did not exist you
Say and I
Begin to believe it

Lost in the circadian
Rhythm of you
Above and me
Beneath and I

Sometimes have words delinquent
Not feeling deserving you
Are so **** good with expression and
Though I leave you tumescent I
lack the strength

Soul to cease
Mario William Vitale
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Mario William Vitale  48/M/Wolcott, Ct
(48/M/Wolcott, Ct)   
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