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Oscillate my metallic sonatas with your plan for the Panama canal:

Jesus knows nobody, and anyway, there aren't gods. usually you on me means making love (when love is lust). Touching gently, you kill to breathe. I breathe to kill you; gently touching lust is love when lovemaking means me on you, usually. Gods aren't there anyway, and nobody knows Jesus.