Do you guys ever do a sage cleanse on your junk, sex is an ancient magick, karma and red string, pumping in and out, binding you, wash it first, you never know what you’re touching, some sort of squishy thing, worms, butterflies in my stomach, it's filling me up, is it flooding, and babies, damn, the miracle of creation, your daughter, a lover from a past life, gross, maybe your mom, you know past the bushes, there’s a cherry, and heaven's gates await, or was it hell, what people have lost, threw it all away, just for the allure of honey, and my baby’s love for me.

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