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Sep 2013
She was the golden apple that I chose from a tree of hundreds, I washed her flesh, excited her senses, felt her wonder,
And never, Bit in.
I don't blame her for hating me.
Of Katriana, my regret.
Marshall CB Hiatt
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Marshall CB Hiatt  21/M/Salt Lake City
(21/M/Salt Lake City)   
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