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Jun 2022
I just want to hold your hand forever
Stormy weather meet my umbrella
I promise I'm a decent fella
I just fella into a hole I'm climbing out though
tucked in the smallest of alcove
where no one could see me down bad
practically at my worst
All out of tears and can't quench my thirst
Until i met you
who knew it would sound clichΓ©
Still not caring if I have to say it anyway
its not about the words
or the action
I couldn't imagine like dragons
but this radios about to be active
Jorge L Echevarria
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Jorge L Echevarria  30/M/NC
(30/M/NC)   
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