That rubbery touch..
Boing, Boing, Boing!
The trickling sweat..
Drip, Drip, Drip!
Smells like Paradise to me
With a Heart filled with Passion
I feel so free..
My soul is at ease,
I am a bird
Head High, I stroke the cozy cold breeze..
Swish!
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