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The Grapes Ardor
Paths that I have taken are dreams I have known
into my foolish ears of memories haunting me
now trying to escape from my own shoes
lusting tongue with laces of pulsing rhapsodies
playing piccolo on my penis scepter
plucking the grapes ardor
into my foolish ears of memories haunting me
now trying to escape from my own shoes
lusting tongue with laces of pulsing rhapsodies
playing piccolo on my penis scepter
plucking the grapes ardor
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