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Created on: May 04, 2008
Do not be afraid of me.
I am more than the visual can perceive.
I have a selective palette of knowledge.
Certain information I prefer to receive.
What captures my interests is usually transitory, causing me to become a butterfly fish.
Yet, all of my flighty ways will be abandoned if I have someone with the potential to keep me interested.
Someone who is far from superficial, basing individuals solely on class, is a characteristic that my heart cannot withstand.
I need the original provider, protector.
Seriously. I need to be sustained by a giving man.
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