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Jul 2014
You've got a spot
On your neck
That I know my head
Could easily fit in.
My small warm hands
Would complete
Your big cold ones.
Why did god
Let you move
2,500 miles away from me?
LS
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LS  24/F/Alaska
(24/F/Alaska)   
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