MY DREAMS ARE WET LIKE THE PANAMA CANAL UNLOCKING ONE OF IT'S CHAMBERS, AND ALTHOUGH HE CONSTANTLY FIND HIMSELF IN FLOODS ON A DAILY HE DEFINITELY LIKES THE THE FEEL OF MY OCEAN AGAINST HIS SKIN... AT THIS STAGE IN LIFE I CAN ONLY OFFER HIM A PERMANENT LIFE VESSEL....
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