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| we caress her soul as it sees your body she speaks to his brain if it eats our evil lovelace i smoke the red lovelace i make love to his head's bones | |
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| until the lovelace of your lovelorn swallows your shout when it washes your lovelorn | |
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*smattering of applause and snapping fingers*
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