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My Bloody Valentine
Warmth and bliss. Bright, but not so much as I can't see, but at the same time darkness lurking in a corner somewhere. A beautiful young woman who is mute except for when she sings and her with those few words she bares her soul and caresses and steals mine. Then, that leaves me floating in the warmth, completely free of all thought and sensation other than that of total nothingness.
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"One: Where's the fife? and Two: Gimme the fife."
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