Water like velvet
Sliding down my throat
But I need the air
Cut with your presence
Encircling mine
As I consume
The only form of God I can find
And unguidedly follow
Sliding down my throat
But I need the air
Cut with your presence
Encircling mine
As I consume
The only form of God I can find
And unguidedly follow
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