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The Acorn
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Cumin
I been trading precious stones for your safe haven. The more and more that I shoulder, let it come. It makes the feast much richer. All in all, you're open; so I let it go.
Cuz I been hard, and I been patient. On your shores, there's something ancient. I recognize your accent; I anchor to your drawl: Petra or Gaza? And I let it go. Holding on.
I always been your rhythm: a ragged pulse to your electric slide. The more and more that I follow, the more I let it go. let it go.
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