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The Woman in the Solar System

The woman in the solar system she makes me bright and warm I dance in auras and nebulas and fuck oblivion I said the woman in the solar system has got me by the mind jet black and purple plasma on my tongue, can’t get enough (see how she waves) I vibrate through her own dimension an intergalactic erection I hold my breath transcendental death through time, space, and her uterus the woman in the solar system made of ether and hydrogen sings a universal distorted sound dancing cosmic energy exactly what she is to me through space and eternity…
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larry-mcdonough
American
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Apr 17, 2013
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