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Aug 2021
I can't describe what I'm glancing at.
But it does slow down time.
Perfect smile with a beautiful face, I can see her eyes shine.
I could bring over some whiskey,
She can talk to me.
I'd be listening.
A beautiful girl, trapped in a toxic world.
I can just daydream to show her a gentleman. I could take her to a drive in. Junk food and movies to enjoy the young night. Talk under the stars and bring her to breakfast to enjoy a cup of coffee.
Nellie 55
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Nellie 55  28/M/Minnesota
(28/M/Minnesota)   
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