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Oct 2015
I watch him undress,
Chocolate skin, hairy chest,
But where are the six packers?

He read my thoughts,
and whispered softly in my ear
Sixth sense, six packs, six degrees of separation,
My evil third eyes, blinks with no hesitation

when I look at you.
Dark n Beautiful
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Dark n Beautiful  New York
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