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Black man sings:
Compering to the way you moving your booty...
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Maybe I'll wake tomorrow with some clarity
and finally surrender this life of temerity...
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What does it mean to be a tourist
in your own body, in a vessel...
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I imagine you
waking me up for the grandest breakfast...
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Sky is the mode of
nothingness in the blue dye...
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Although you chose to leave my house
With your belongings too...
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Me and an ant looked
at each other, recognized...
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Butterflies stroke the
velvet fur of gardens while...
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As soon as you think
you've found the final answer...
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Sometimes, escapes from you as fast as you are...
sometimes, dives in you...
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O look we are kissing butterflies!
O look our kisses are, a butterfly...
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I am a migrant bird
of your beauty...