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Jul 24
When the words from my lips can’t be contained or controlled
And the yearn of my body
Can combust or explode
There’s three little words that I want you to know
That are deep in my heart, and are felt in my soul
When a stare or caress
Does no justice or fails
To express my condition
In the minor details
Just three little words can describe or express
What I know in my mind, and I can feel in my chest
These are the words that I say unto thee
I love you, I love you, could you love me?
Jason Paul Klenetsky
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Jason Paul Klenetsky  50/M/Florida
(50/M/Florida)   
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