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Oct 2019
I'm obsessed with your smile
Your face contorts upwards and
All of the pain and worry washes away
From your eyes and they're so full of love
I worry you love me too much
'Cause I don't know if I can return love of
The same quality that you give so eagerly
To a lowly pauper like me.
For my prince.
Connor
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Connor  15/FTM/Clarksville, TN
(15/FTM/Clarksville, TN)   
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