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Do you think that there are others Who've also met lifetimes ago who continue to find each other over and over and over again Throughout the courses of their lives Teach and grow and mold and flow Piecing fleeting moments together In order to create a reality That is altogether ours entirely Existentialism and bourbon on Saturday Pancakes and prayer filled Sunday mornings We'll hold church between my thighs and remember what it's like To believe in something other than God.
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May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 12:52 AM UTC
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Do you think that there are others Who've also met lifetimes ago who continue to find each other over and over and over again Throughout the courses of their lives Teach and grow and mold and flow Piecing fleeting moments together In order to create a reality That is altogether ours entirely Existentialism and bourbon on Saturday Pancakes and prayer filled Sunday mornings We'll hold church between my thighs and remember what it's like To believe in something other than God.
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May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 12:52 AM UTC
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