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6:18 Getting up today felt like the vanilla scent of a cake. Let the water run through your face Neck, The curve of your hip In all your bare-skinned finery you're awake Plain strong coffee Let it be our ritual at daybreak Perfect time for a sweet craving Crimson lustful bliss I say my "Laudes" through parted lips 7:22 Celeste's declamations sound more alluring today Teach that Hedonism is not all Humans seek Unique brazen secrecy Let not life be an honest misery 14:03 In that aisle read "dairy replacement" For a second wish to find out when did people supersede humanity Proceed, smile to the woman at the counter In the open-air, lit cigarettes Blown smoke, blown regrets The joy of yesterday not relive 16:30 Home sweet home Lay down your upsets and close your eyes The touch of your hands my worries confine Shoulders, Back, Clavicle, Shoulders, Back Lastly, we baked Uncomplicated and unmixed orange cake Orange cake and vanilla ice cream is our feast 21:47 The water takes away, clean, purges everything Glory redemption finally found Close your eyes and claim your prize Caress me I am brand new!
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Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 1:05 AM UTC
Brand New
6:18 Getting up today felt like the vanilla scent of a cake. Let the water run through your face Neck, The curve of your hip In all your bare-skinned finery you're awake Plain strong coffee Let it be our ritual at daybreak Perfect time for a sweet craving Crimson lustful bliss I say my "Laudes" through parted lips 7:22 Celeste's declamations sound more alluring today Teach that Hedonism is not all Humans seek Unique brazen secrecy Let not life be an honest misery 14:03 In that aisle read "dairy replacement" For a second wish to find out when did people supersede humanity Proceed, smile to the woman at the counter In the open-air, lit cigarettes Blown smoke, blown regrets The joy of yesterday not relive 16:30 Home sweet home Lay down your upsets and close your eyes The touch of your hands my worries confine Shoulders, Back, Clavicle, Shoulders, Back Lastly, we baked Uncomplicated and unmixed orange cake Orange cake and vanilla ice cream is our feast 21:47 The water takes away, clean, purges everything Glory redemption finally found Close your eyes and claim your prize Caress me I am brand new!
Laudes - are one of the liturgical hours celebrated in the morning. *Portuguese
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Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 1:05 AM UTC
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