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wash my face?
Today I dared to wash my face
And still my head is into space.
No will to touch the water cold
I would give up all my gold.
I know my eyes will open soon
When I’ll hook up to that tune.
The tune of vision of the art
Off the screen will fly apart.
So I will peep all through your pics
To start the week with some good kicks.
And still my head is into space.
No will to touch the water cold
I would give up all my gold.
I know my eyes will open soon
When I’ll hook up to that tune.
The tune of vision of the art
Off the screen will fly apart.
So I will peep all through your pics
To start the week with some good kicks.
Published 13th Nov 2017
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