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Jan 2011
Your broad shoulders,
Your heroic smile,
How could I resist? 

Without you it's colder,
But oh, there's the mile.
I won't be a pessimist...

Ill be tough as a boulder,
It's worth waiting a while..
At least for one tryst.

Be my holder,
Well run away to our own isle,
I really insist.
Stacey L
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Stacey L  23/Toronto
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