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Jan 2023
He never felt harassed
By the bonny little lass
Who was distant and detached
Because of her troubled past
He loved her all the same
Smiled at the mention of her name
They had long kisses in the rain
With little chat
He asked her for her hand
Which came highly in demand
But she took off and she ran
And that was that
Jason Paul Klenetsky
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Jason Paul Klenetsky  49/M/Florida
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