When are you most happy?

Grating ginger from spoon feeling, lambent idea of no lucre to save, nothing at all, deposit of warmth – start using joy as a doing, you said I was joy, joying, unjoyed, a joyride ~ this belongs to you!

DROP SILVER INTO THE CLAMSHELL

ACID HARVESTS OF CHRISTMAS

DO THIS FOR KICKS

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a sort of lacquer harvested from trip hop

✿*゚✿*゚✿*゚✿*゚✿*゚✿*゚✿*゚✿*゚✿*゚

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