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There is a wave of basslines rotating and vibrating in the landscape, smoking vowels splashing and cracking in diamond depictions. Heartbeats thrum in dizzy formations, lost in the beat bopping and flow rocking. Heads spin in faraway galaxies, further than eternal Earth, seamless Saturn, flaming Mars. Secret stars burst with electrifying energy and trigger blazing consonants. Hips divide into multiple equations in a series of grinding rhythms.   Over the top sensations spiral high in the sky across the jazzy frame. Muscles popping, feet hopping, arms dropping in breaking beats, as sweet sistas and groovy fellas gyrate in timeless dimensions.
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Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 10:30 PM UTC
Hip Hopping Beats In The Bronx
There is a wave of basslines rotating and vibrating in the landscape, smoking vowels splashing and cracking in diamond depictions. Heartbeats thrum in dizzy formations, lost in the beat bopping and flow rocking. Heads spin in faraway galaxies, further than eternal Earth, seamless Saturn, flaming Mars. Secret stars burst with electrifying energy and trigger blazing consonants. Hips divide into multiple equations in a series of grinding rhythms.   Over the top sensations spiral high in the sky across the jazzy frame. Muscles popping, feet hopping, arms dropping in breaking beats, as sweet sistas and groovy fellas gyrate in timeless dimensions.
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30/M/Middlesex, NC
Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 10:30 PM UTC
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