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Dec 2014
There is a forest behind your eyes and a stranger serenity.

Your soft hair caresses your manly face.

Your fingers, soft and forties tips rounded,

Tender and flexible as your lips.

Your body upright, covered with soft hair in an almost white background.

The beauty of the world
in a single man.
oscarlevi
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oscarlevi  55/M/Saint Paul,MN
(55/M/Saint Paul,MN)   
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