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Oct 2020
Loneliness is a heartbeats gasp
Remembrance of a lonesome past
Until the day we met and clashed
Your eyes gazed at a moments last
Seductive gestures we once grasped
Slightly above being harassed
Thrown away, forgotten, trashed
For money rendered and fists of cash
Jason Paul Klenetsky
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Jason Paul Klenetsky  50/M/Florida
(50/M/Florida)   
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