The Stud
He plays soccer and he kicks on cue. People noticed him as divisive. He looks good and he caught my attention. He still is around the block. I don't know what's on his mind. I messed up with my guesses. I wish I had the chance to explain. It was all arrested development. He meant well, I didn't mean to misunderstand his cues.
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