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Aug 2018
Theres a rarity in the fairer breed.  I sometimes barely read if they care for me.  I would tear through things just to wear you like jeans.  If you share my needs we're a pair of fiends.  I don't dare proceed unprepared for stings.  But I scare from strings and wont bear a ring.  So I'll stare and dream just to spare true queens.
Murphy
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Murphy  32/M/Louisville, Ky
(32/M/Louisville, Ky)   
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