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Of course, eye candy Had in a rise of temptation With somber welcome, is rage handy? Brazen and tender, is dancing a nation? Compare ours to us... Requited anarchy, with a moment To tell hatred to take a bus Cross town, when we know cope is silent... Night And the being start to something better Shake your pass, or keep your house light's on, right? If we stake a claim, on our sleepy whether? Another rainbow with a pet pity... Sick or spit, a smile at you... Waiting on your color, lady liberty Have we accepted truth, as a key to simpler futures? Where a fire in opuses heart, is my fruition Ten fingers and ten toes, with adding imagination I see the prophecy, in a dance with intuition That you left to integrity, for yourself; soap and patience
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Nov 1, 2024
Nov 1, 2024 at 3:14 AM UTC
Innocence Danced, The Brass Monkey...
Of course, eye candy Had in a rise of temptation With somber welcome, is rage handy? Brazen and tender, is dancing a nation? Compare ours to us... Requited anarchy, with a moment To tell hatred to take a bus Cross town, when we know cope is silent... Night And the being start to something better Shake your pass, or keep your house light's on, right? If we stake a claim, on our sleepy whether? Another rainbow with a pet pity... Sick or spit, a smile at you... Waiting on your color, lady liberty Have we accepted truth, as a key to simpler futures? Where a fire in opuses heart, is my fruition Ten fingers and ten toes, with adding imagination I see the prophecy, in a dance with intuition That you left to integrity, for yourself; soap and patience
forget the future past an immediate classic, and have will forget the silence you made for a specialnesses glare...
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56/M/Soldotna, Alaska
Nov 1, 2024
Nov 1, 2024 at 3:14 AM UTC
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