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Love of Turn Tables

I posted in regards to our status, but felt relaxed I'm on this cloud like i dabbed it. Carried away for i am down to earth. Fallen angels on my ankles discombobulated birds. At first we kept together like compound words. Now we curse with out magic it attracts if it hurts. Pleasure and pain on turn tables watch as tables will turn. Subliminal message could of obviously heard. If you don't want to look back then play it reverse.

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