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Mar 2014
Wavelengths of passion draws me.
Happened again empty tears.
I feel weightless almost high.
Grounded alone it's time to bare all.
Bathe my bandaged soul.
He is a sore of endless lust.
Dianne Guerrero
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Dianne Guerrero  San Diego Ca
(San Diego Ca)   
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