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(Well now, we’re all talking this one night and I’m listening to them all talk about who’s a ho and why…Im thinking I’ll wait and go last; this I gotta hear- let me try to get a comprehensive view first…ya’ll have said the girl is this that and the other because of her clothes basically but have you stopped to consider- maybe that’s just what she likes to wear? Why can’t it be that she’s just doing her? Yet all these other extra adjectives subsequently “incur the penalty” for it; sometimes.)
Jose Feliciano – Sunny (Timmy Regisford Shelter Mix)
Laying in
their
own
saffron layered
beds;
hearts poured out like
night elf
waters
stone-overflowing;
my broken and
tattered state;
my broken and
tattered state.