listening to Jeff Buckley and dreaming of the great illusive gift from the sky

Precious, precious silver and gold and pearls in oyster's flesh / Drop down we two to serve and pray to love

Face it, fundraiser, you cain't never get 'nuff. You a junkie.

"If only you'd come back to me
If you laid at my side
I wouldn't need no Mojo Pin to keep me satisfied"

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