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Flirting with married chicks working at Albertsons
CheBourdain7

Is our playful coincidence
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the same as a can of ravioli
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falling off one of your shelves
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in the middle of 5 am dust?
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Just our stares
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and the sirens
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followed by bloated air conditions
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that sways between our lust.
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If there was a black out
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you know you would be saved.
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I can detect your instincts
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without spending a blaze,
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the darkness shall be ignored
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because our motivations
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will only lead us to that door.
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29 Nov 10

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