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Oct 2014
I heard the quiet rumble,
Coming from his chest.
And when I close my eyes,
I feel his soft warm breath.
It only took a journey,
Between the pages of a book,
But once the wardrobe was opened,
One look was all it took.
Wesley Teel
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Wesley Teel  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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