Once Scancam Balls; Twice Snap
I have gone wooing
Altruism's cycle goes round
Amalgam the temple of sweet cunny moments plying
And the flattering of been crowned
I'v come to surrender
I know distance is key
I know how arid motility alter
Whence the glee desire seeming flee
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