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Jun 2022
It’s strange to taste a slap in the face
Feel it through my waist like a slow dance
I wonder if you plant those flowers at every house on the street

I couldn’t explain the way I wanted you
Calli Kirra
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Calli Kirra  23/Los Angeles/London
(23/Los Angeles/London)   
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