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Oct 2012
Our love is a green tree, we planted our seed.
Our doubts have all died, our fears just dead weeds.
To protect our love I'd shed blood or bleed,
To a love so potent I must concede.
Bringing you pleasure is my only creed.
I devour my lust, and burn my greed.
With you by my side, what more could I need.
Let's dance fast, free, let the universe lead,
Pluck pears from the air, on which we can feed,
Drink raspberry wine, and wildflower mead.
We've laughed off our chains, our spirits now freed
The negative creeps we no longer heed,
Enter my room, part the curtain of beads
Come to my bed, my love, don't make me plead.
Senor Negativo
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Senor Negativo
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   Ardency, Whitney, martin, victoria, Ajay and 1 other
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