Tucson AZ

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Fever me with all you hold I’m weak and frail Next to you hourglass Time is short and every heart grows cold beauty I can’t compare. You win I admit atlas. Call me what you think is fear Motivate my yearning I’ll give the highest bid Patience I cry out u made it my dear To be a father is my goal soon beloved Support my Patreon 5$ a month You can help me live my dream

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