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Oct 2020
You do not know,
what it means to me,
to be true,
to be just by myself,
taking this moment,
in the pursuit of loving you,
with all that I am–
with all the inherent nature of necessity,
as it beckons to proceed to my willingness,
or to be thrilled,
even to be summoned particularly,
with your most intimate self:
the degree of closeness.
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Chuck Akot
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Chuck Akot  32/M/Philippines
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