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Ah, the sweet nectar...
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Ah The sticky sweet nectar of depression The slow motion drowning sad joy of Death But still there is a part of me that soars like a Sparrow. High above the destruction of my body The rest of me Oblivious Flying high, soaked in Sunshine Sweet Honey golden Sunshine
Before&After
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