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He's this boy who infiltrates my waking moments and my unconscious. He's got talent, this lad, in all aspects of the arts. He is paid to think, to create, to advertise. I am in awe of how I feel about him because it's not familiar. I trust him, I like him, I love his emails...and his voice. I can tell some things already about him. He's a dreamer, but his feet are planted. I wish him the best in his quest for love, for new work, and for success.
He's this boy who infiltrates my waking moments and my unconscious. He's got talent, this lad, in all aspects of the arts. He is paid to think, to create, to advertise. I am in awe of how I feel about him because it's not familiar. I trust him, I like him, I love his emails...and his voice. I can tell some things already about him. He's a dreamer, but his feet are planted. I wish him the best in his quest for love, for new work, and for success.

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