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Feb 2016
his eyes dripped melted diamonds
his words flowed like a stream of red wine
his physique sculpted by the hands of donatello
his skin was the finest silk of africa
he was a man of the world
made of the finest taste
and what can i say?
*i was blown away.
mk
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