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May 2014
The real you could never be found by ones self it's lost within someone else. Inside is where she keeps it safe from escape. The soul is hers and always will be the only way to find it is to listen to her heart beat. So I lay on her chest night after night listen to a sound that's so profound hoping that you capture it. I need her to discover a lost young man. She knows everything about you so you hold her tight and rub hearts and at that point I know well never be apart.
    -Angel Torruella
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