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"pedalling through the dark currents / i find an accurate copy / a blueprint / of the pleasure in me / swirling black lilies totally ripe / a secret code carved / swirling black lilies totally ripe / he offers a handshake / crooked / five fingers / they form a pattern / yet to be matched / swirling black lilies totally ripe on the surface simplicity / but the darkest pit in me / is pagan poetry / pagan poetry / swirling black lilies totally ripe morse coded signals / they pulsate : they wake me up / from my / hibernate / on the surface simplicity / but the darkest pit in me / is pagan poetry / pagan poetry / i love him / this time / i'm gonna keep me to myself / this time / i'm gonna keep my all to myself / she loves him / but he makes me want to hand myself over / she loves him" - Bjork ~ Pagan Poetry
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