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Mar 2015
Yes,there's nothing I love more than turbulance.
The breath taking,
eye widening,
teeth clenching thrill of it all..
And what I love about it most is your face when your legs are spread far apart like newly weds after an ugly divorce,
nevermind the other passengers,
that fine attendant asked if she could join.
I'm known as a Pilot too,so lemme assure you of a safe arrival,
this flight could be waaay better than the peak of most highs,
and can never be spoilt..I never knew a cat that was ever this moist.
Or a fish that never needed water,but I don't eat mine raw,
unless the caviar looks right.

So lemme show you the skies,
soar all planes of ******* and ofcourse I'll open your mind.
You can keep your heart,
what's below your diaphragm is what I want,
only if the diaphragm's motion can be paused from below and above..

Welcome to the Mile High Club.
BangzIII X
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       Lior Gavra, teenageoverdose, Azaria and NV
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