Category: World Music
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Moving freely, free indeedEven when aggrievedI receive His peaceNo decencyIn the streets where we sleepThey don’t care for the kids, Who’s gon (going to) care for me? Using deep fryers to Air their beef?Man, all these crockpotsNeed therapy It’s terriblyscary to meBut at leastI’m preparedto bear the teethOf the beastThat feasts On my dreamEu prΓ³pioTen(ho)…
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The wind whispered behind her earlobe the way AntΓ΄nio did.Cool, it caressed the columns of her spine, making her moan as it walked down to her lower back like representatives in recess from PalΓ‘cio da JustiΓ§a.In the warmth, her chilling secret ceded a secretion down her cheek. She tried to hold it like the iron…