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Accustomed
.
I love the way you
just reveal & point it
my way
I've succumbed to your
random expectations
Accustomed to our love scent
still lingering upon a mornings
rise
Like pulling water
from the well
I'll draw out your seed
as if my very life depended
on not spilling any.
I love the way you
just reveal & point it
my way
I've succumbed to your
random expectations
Accustomed to our love scent
still lingering upon a mornings
rise
Like pulling water
from the well
I'll draw out your seed
as if my very life depended
on not spilling any.
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