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I'm not sure what she smells like, she looks like heaven, not drops from jupiter, I don't know what to say, I turn suddenly stupid, maybe it's your presence, your essence, I can almost taste it, then I chase it from my mind because she looks like heaven and I'd like to be surprised when I get there... I'm not sure what she smells like, she looks like heaven, not drops from jupiter, I don't know what to say, I turn suddenly stupid, maybe it's your presence, your essence, I can almost taste it, then I chase it from my mind because she looks like heaven and I'd like to be surprised when I get there...
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