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If Michaelangelo, Were alive today, He would sculpt your svelte and lithe figure, Into the finest Italian marble, Marble that would last for ten thousand years, So all men, from this day forward, Would have the opportunity, To perceive and envision, That which only, He and God could create. She laughed at me, Again.
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Sep 27, 2012
Sep 27, 2012 at 7:49 AM UTC
So i told her, so i said...
If Michaelangelo, Were alive today, He would sculpt your svelte and lithe figure, Into the finest Italian marble, Marble that would last for ten thousand years, So all men, from this day forward, Would have the opportunity, To perceive and envision, That which only, He and God could create. She laughed at me, Again.
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Sep 27, 2012
Sep 27, 2012 at 7:49 AM UTC
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