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If everything is destined for a demise
Then I fear the day my ink will run dry...
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Each shallow breath that
sneaks past my lips...
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CAN YOUR KAT OR DAWG TALK?
Your slinky Persian female cat starts rubbing on...
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Such a nuisance; is this damn
writers block, like a race against...
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In the blink of weary eyes
I took it on myself to tell lies...
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You are cedarwood and vanilla
sparsely thriving in my...
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Odd is me in the early morning
Dancing to some secret tune...
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Dont come back into our life's
And try to...
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Upon my shoulders
either side...
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Mama always say smile to visitors
I'm quite accustomed to that...
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Initially I thought I couldn’t survive without...
My lips continually begging for more...
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They place us
in such well crafted...