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That feel when re-burn fills bowl Queen/King out of gold No clean smoke No hairy rip I scavenge for oasis in glass ash trays Expect the soft kiss and faint *** sweat of old dreams but the smoke blows out and once more the world shifts For free
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Mar 27, 2017
Mar 27, 2017 at 10:49 PM UTC
Blank White Space: "That Feel When"
That feel when re-burn fills bowl Queen/King out of gold No clean smoke No hairy rip I scavenge for oasis in glass ash trays Expect the soft kiss and faint *** sweat of old dreams but the smoke blows out and once more the world shifts For free
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Mar 27, 2017
Mar 27, 2017 at 10:49 PM UTC
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