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Matthew is God's gift to womankind:
A superb lover, with a taste for adoration.
The swarthy, chiseled looks, the boxy chest,
The dazzling teeth
well, you know the rest
However, like us all, he craves salvation.
Each soul split off from God is fearful, blind;
What Matthew seeks, he knows he cannot find.
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Nicholas Gordon
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