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Jan 2013
I wish I had your body warmth here, with me.
The sound of your voice... Anything really.
It's like a contest. Whoever caves first loses.
And the grand prize is disappointment.
You always win...
Mason Phillips
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Mason Phillips  Anaheim
(Anaheim)   
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