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At the 10 o'clock streetlight arc glowing sweet sweat our desires glistening knowing effervesce in the build ups like dew on dry dead grass now growing a cigar split open green burns I lean in huskily mean whisper have a hit of this you groan in answer giggle a lil' bit take me now you said.
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Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 11:40 PM UTC
Drive me (wild) ft. words
At the 10 o'clock streetlight arc glowing sweet sweat our desires glistening knowing effervesce in the build ups like dew on dry dead grass now growing a cigar split open green burns I lean in huskily mean whisper have a hit of this you groan in answer giggle a lil' bit take me now you said.
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Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 11:40 PM UTC
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