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Mar 2013
I think I may.
I think I might.
I think it's a possibility.
I think it's worth looking into.
I think the chance is very real.
That I love you.
First I must crawl into the darkest deepest corners.
Of your soul.
I have to ensure that you are the person.
The person that you
Have
Led me to believe you are.
If everything checks out
If everything is as it appears
Then
And only then
Will my love for you knock you off your feet.
You will be rendered defenseless.
There will be no hope for you.
You will not be able to escape.
Escape the grasp of my heart.
It will creep into your mind.
It will fill your thoughts.
I'm sorry.
The nonconformist
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The nonconformist  M/Indiana
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   Jessica Who
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