just not doing it for me any more not like it used to give me diamond dogs and we would just keep dancing well after the glitter had flittered away lay all over the floor rough days in the head get the rush of blood to the extremities have myself worn out on frustration all over the edges simply to get the shoes off and the body warm pleasure lies within imagination do not let them kill you whilst you can still hold a pen
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