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| Mellow |
My goggles; they tell me. The walls, - rumble - shake - quake, And I, fly The city; it shows me. The things, - old - past - smooth And I, soar The woman!, it wrecks me. She knows, - I - wind - soar, And I, fall I fall, hard The ground, - gone - inspired - deep, And I, stand |
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| TalviFatin | Sarah had a mojo bag for Marc lastnight and this morning. I think it wasnt working, because he wouldnt even look at her. Great repelling qualities, she said. Then I had to listen to her bitching. | 010724 |