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Nov 2018
Although he had a mustache and wore a dress
His phone on Culebra was breathless
I could kiss you
She turned to him.
He turned to her. We
laid in bed.
She laid in glasses. William Blake was a
dragon - grey & grey with a suit, deer waited by days,
again his long shoes untied, he had a brief case, complete
Zen.
David Zavala
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David Zavala  30/M/San Antonio
(30/M/San Antonio)   
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