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May 2014
Minutes turn to hours

Hours into days

I think about the years

In this place.

The place I find you

Oh the joy in that day

Every hour brand new

Every minute I wait to hear you say...

"Hi"....

And the most greatest thing!

I haven't even met you babรจ..
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
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