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Apr 2019
There goes the rain,
Her gentle lover,
The only one,
Who's ever touched her,
From head to toe,
And deep inside,
In shapeless arms,
She comes alive.
Allen James
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Allen James  29/M/Brooklyn
(29/M/Brooklyn)   
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