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What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Don't you just love mornings?
Look at that, how nice it slides
No fear of the monster
Have you met perfection?
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Soft all over
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
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I have my methods, daddy
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
I need a taste to be convinced