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Saccharine sheen I once saw in a dream more silver than a movie screen. Blues inflates your pouty mouth rock n roll shouts in your hip bones crooners sway as easy as your tongue mountains made and crumble as bodies repeat slide into one. Move over slide your hand across my shoulders. Brush off those boulders
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Nov 20, 2014
Nov 20, 2014 at 1:34 AM UTC
Silver
Saccharine sheen I once saw in a dream more silver than a movie screen. Blues inflates your pouty mouth rock n roll shouts in your hip bones crooners sway as easy as your tongue mountains made and crumble as bodies repeat slide into one. Move over slide your hand across my shoulders. Brush off those boulders
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Nov 20, 2014
Nov 20, 2014 at 1:34 AM UTC
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