Pelt and chime the beauty of synchronicity stand still for not a single second shimmer and wave destroy your home stand still
For not a single second in beauty lies compensation sharpening his bundle of sticks into arrows laced with impulse a skim over
Cupid's diary sickened by each entry ink to blood paper to flesh and i am drop suspended in mid air frozen by intuition pelt and
Chime well rehearsed chaos gives me something to hum to
For not a single second in beauty lies compensation sharpening his bundle of sticks into arrows laced with impulse a skim over
Cupid's diary sickened by each entry ink to blood paper to flesh and i am drop suspended in mid air frozen by intuition pelt and
Chime well rehearsed chaos gives me something to hum to
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