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funkychic
For you Psychofrakulator

Blown hair is sweet, blown hair over the mouth blown
Joined with your eye, new life, new form, new color
Distraction, music of whatever from wherever
I took delicate dancing steps along the path
My brown hair sideways blown like the manes of clouds
As I journeyed to Germany, to th...
  • September 10, 2016
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celinec
Conclusion of all that, if I'm not fucking the stars, they're fucking with my head. Real fun and funky. I left them twisting.
  • September 10, 2016
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funkychic
With that music so how should I presume? I do not think they will sing to me. I am pinned and wriggling on the wall. La la ooh unreal
  • September 10, 2016
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ufoplast
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  • September 8, 2016
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