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Smoking a joint on the deck, wind blowing fresh seedlings from blooming trees. The river has finally risen and all seems to be right in my home.
And now i've come to sap it all up, all this beautiful life.
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Saturdays start with lit candles and oil anointing
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Million Dollar Staircase - 2025
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You get it
god please free my mind artpop
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I want him to flay me alive.
Wrap himself up in my hide. Make music with my bones.
I want to be so deeply involved in everything he does that there is no tangible beginning of me and end of him.
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He speaks to me directly now. For the longest time i thought something was wrong with me, my devotion, my mind.
But i know now i wasn’t ready to hear him. Nothing could’ve prepared me for the mundane inquiries or conversations. Honestly i enjoy it, the natural flow of our conversing.
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a. bra-ca-da-bra , a-bra-ca daaaaaaaaaauuhhhhhbruhhhhhhhh
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Angels in the skies
Fires in heaven
Devils here
Up or Down?
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