SpeedPeachy

Old suit

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A stoned gaze turned day what a time was night
and gathered our hearts.
Golden wedding rings dreamed love. In no time it was.

What I expected in trumpet...
Venus dreamed and whistled it in December.
When sung in a low voice the peachy song came over us.
A mighty spell above us.

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