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I love nothing the way that I love you.
Unconditional.
Without qualms or expectations even.
I watch you exploit me, continuously.
Ridicule. Abandon. Enchant, and yearn for another.
Idolize women whom are nothing like me.
My arms comfort you.
My words support and coddle you.
My body shelters, warms, and births you.
My love moves mountains.
And you.
You idolize every woman but me.
New. Different. Exotic. Not me.
Black man.
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