Straight from Gepetto’s kitchen
A seldom cedar frame panoramic and wide
Slit-throat percentages, my clapping reason, classic-like catalogue
But fuck that puppeteer, steering my hustle, you know that diamond don’t shine
She brings the butterflies, destiny wise, the apple tree of my eyes

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