But That Doesn't Mean Comments

I might be possessing an uncouthly scraggy beard; encapsulating my cheeks abominably from all sides,
But that doesn't mean; that I didn't have soft flesh on my visage; the voluptuous tinge which seduced the most glorious of angels into an absolute submission.

I might be endowed with a color which was darker than the sootiest of charcoal; repelling every entity I transgressed in my way,
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