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Dec 2020
If I tell you?
I'm perfect.
It would be nothing but a lie.


Many love this word called a perfectionist.
And mess up plenty of times.

If I tell you?
I love you.
It will be the truth.

No way would I take sincere words and make them misused.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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