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Oct 2018
you look nice pretty when I see you. The way you move catches my eye, my attention. I look at you. I don't know if you know that I look at you. You must know. We steal glances at each other. I like your face. I want to hold your face in my hands and stare at your face and tell you how I feel about you. If you don't already know already.
Richard Javier Martinez
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Richard Javier Martinez  35/M/Boise, Idaho
(35/M/Boise, Idaho)   
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