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Mar 2020
Two strangers meet at first glance
But all he needed was just a chance.
No obstacle could get in his way
Only mystery would make her stay
He could read her like no one could
She always felt so misunderstood.
He Traced her skin as his fingers crept
He watched as Her Goosebumps wept
Who knew blondes could have so much fun
Only when kissed with the west coast sun
kyle Shirley
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kyle Shirley  25/M/Kalamazoo
(25/M/Kalamazoo)   
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