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Your labyrinth Your trips and turns Approaching clandestine My presence melts you As you burn So when you gonna come I paint pleasure on your face High inside you come Sound asleep in your cocoon Glass eyes ecstasy I hate to see you there marooned You only have to come

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Marty Willson

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