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Done Tongue

It's a cruel bed you'd make

Where I mate till I feel dry

Till I feel

I I I II'd buckle up whittle down all the

Pals I make

Pedal around clamoring for a

Fuck unfazedIt's his unfeeling nose!

It pokes in everything!

An unlukewarm leaning

Is an artifact of old fur and

Clawing and I do not feelBut there is just one thing to ask

To collar a believer

Are you loose from me?

(Don't you dare!)

It does if you say it does

Gist is exactly enough

Kept awake and kept alive

By a closeness to the steeple I

Have a weak and idol mind

Drenched in nameless devotion

Be my lawgiver! Be my light!

Be my boy!

I'm the blankest slate to find

If I don't swallow set me right

If I don't pin me down -

I'd never mindI'm a stub and I know when I'm

Going to go

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