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Monday morning Playing my guitar With my vanity I run myself a bath For crossing the evening To be with my royalty I worship my feeling By the glorifying me Thanks for the to be or Not to be So I quaff my lover As his Piteous Law Of Bottomless Pit Drawing a fresco About the way a King Blaspheming God By his swearing *****
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Mar 17, 2017
Mar 17, 2017 at 11:53 PM UTC
Grotto Like Queen
Monday morning Playing my guitar With my vanity I run myself a bath For crossing the evening To be with my royalty I worship my feeling By the glorifying me Thanks for the to be or Not to be So I quaff my lover As his Piteous Law Of Bottomless Pit Drawing a fresco About the way a King Blaspheming God By his swearing *****
I have to confess to a hatred of my memories of metal insulator semicondoctor understood. https://youtu.be/y9JdWzvjJtU
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Mar 17, 2017 at 11:53 PM UTC
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