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Jan 2013
Joshua Blackmire
Whose child I'll one day sire
Whose soul I love and admire
Whose words inspire
Whom I cannot call a liar
Who makes my heart fly higher and higher
Whose hand never seems to tire
And whose touch that lights my soul afire.
Amatuer hour
Victoria Jennings
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Victoria Jennings  26/F/Rhode Island
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