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imperfect, eating, breathing

it is a familiar face, and with time with his changed. you shade in expressions, clearly portrayed. you see right away, I laugh a lot, maybe, cry a little maybe, why concentrate and I stare office space into some distant deep thought see I'm a deep thinker off in some ways but better in others Im , but I won't hide my flaws they're what make me meme as long as I've been here I've been reading and AG and I've been imperfect and I couldn't ask for anything more
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jack-r-fehlmann
49 / M / American
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Oct 11, 2014
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