ima take it back to my past and redact my last sentences.
In The Penthouse Live.
With My 3rd Degree Burns.
While Turning On The World.
She, A Translucent Silver Pearl.
Mother Gaia Give Me Relief From Grief, Despair And Ruin.
In Tune To The Higher Planes.
It's On Tonight.
Gonna Get It Right.
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