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Jul 2018
I was a king sitting on a

bed of stone

Without a crown,

without wealth and prosper

But then I remembered

the most valuable and

rarest gem of all

Her hand in mine I

knew I was blessed to

call her mine

- SkullsNBones
From my instagram
www.instagram.com/SkullsNB0nes
Kathryn Irene
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Kathryn Irene  17/F/California
(17/F/California)   
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   JL Smith
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