Prologue

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He sat on their front porch as the sun poured its golden rays onto his tanned skin, rocking back and forth on his rocking chair. Closing his eyes, and listening to a song called 'screams and cries by american people'. He classifies it as his stress reliever and motivator.

The corners of his luscious lips curved to a cute smile. He turned on and looked at his lock screen as his pupils dilate at the precious sight. He was in love.

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