How you steal it, ignite it,
Rave it, crush it, burn it,
Smother it, break it.
Its a sheer talent you possess.
How you do it? Nobody knows.
Well, I want in on the trick.
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Day 17
How you steal it, ignite it,
Rave it, crush it, burn it,
Smother it, break it.
Its a sheer talent you possess.
How you do it? Nobody knows.
Well, I want in on the trick.
