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What's that flower you've got on?
Could it be a golden rose from days gone by?
And, did I hear you say that you were a-meetin' here today - to take you to that mansion in the sky?
Delta Dawn. What's that Flower You've Got On?
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fuck me. fuck fuck fuck. i am like a fucking living incarnation of fuckitty fuck fuck...lil' delta dawn.
My instinct misfiring again?
indeed. oh god.
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