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Feb 2014
his hair once long
is now gone
his handsome face
shows his grace
his hair line on his chest
makes him look like
a gift from god

his mothers name tattooed
against his chest
muscle spreads along his arms
his biceps hardened from work
his legs made for running
down a soccer field

the sun kissed his skin
making it turn a beautiful tan
and in my eyes
his is my hero of the nightmares
yet all in all he is mine
nactuyah
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