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If a djinn could grant My only three wishes Your soul I'd enchant With limitless riches With boundless visions Of dancing witches cast- Ing, fire from spliffs, this Grass smokes so delicious Smoke's so capricious Swirling in wind like thoughts Gone in an instant Winds lost to our vision Make your decision. Signed in blood, your silver Lined medallion Mark of the magician. Reconciliation Ravens speak with dogs teeth Cleansing breathe of fire Bless my intuition.
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Jul 2, 2017
Jul 2, 2017 at 1:13 PM UTC
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If a djinn could grant My only three wishes Your soul I'd enchant With limitless riches With boundless visions Of dancing witches cast- Ing, fire from spliffs, this Grass smokes so delicious Smoke's so capricious Swirling in wind like thoughts Gone in an instant Winds lost to our vision Make your decision. Signed in blood, your silver Lined medallion Mark of the magician. Reconciliation Ravens speak with dogs teeth Cleansing breathe of fire Bless my intuition.
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Jul 2, 2017
Jul 2, 2017 at 1:13 PM UTC
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