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here canky. i made you a cup of masachala tea, i rolled a nice cig with strawberry paper, i dimmed the lights, lit the candles and put on a nice record. i bought you lozenges and lots and lots of oranges. i did it all for you, and im about to partake in it all myself, but the vibes of soothing will flow into my vessel and will be floated across the world to you like radiowaves.
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