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# *Breathtaking beauties, they all are.. Ha.. but They'll cut your fuckin'  heart out if you ever turn to face them Yet even with this  slice-n' diced brokendown, blood-pump I can still.. so very much, swear that every single one of those gorgeous little sunsabitches,*      ***were sent, directly  to me     by the very hand of God*** #
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Dec 15, 2021
Dec 15, 2021 at 8:28 PM UTC
witches
# *Breathtaking beauties, they all are.. Ha.. but They'll cut your fuckin'  heart out if you ever turn to face them Yet even with this  slice-n' diced brokendown, blood-pump I can still.. so very much, swear that every single one of those gorgeous little sunsabitches,*      ***were sent, directly  to me     by the very hand of God*** #
I am not afraid of you, Loves.. Beautiful, singing sirens from the beginning and always always, cloaked within your elaborately-contrived, indirectness. I don't know where my world would be without you <3 . . . a story: I dreamed you, I saw your face I cut my lifeline.. I went floating through space And I saw an angel.. I saw my fate I can only thank God it was not too late Over mountains I floated away Across an ocean I dreamed her name I followed an angel down through the gates I can only thank God it was not too late Sing a little song of loneliness Sing one to make me smile Another round for everyone I'm here for a little while Now I'm walking this street on my own But she's with me everywhere I go Yeah I found an angel, I found my place I can only thank God it was not too late I can only thank God it was not too late I can only thank God it was not too late ~Beautiful, Brother Tom https://youtu.be/y82MPPn8AXA
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Dec 15, 2021
Dec 15, 2021 at 8:28 PM UTC
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