Seven of eight of nine ... and go the full moon, so slowly that the sun-peach reaches a few hours. And make me feel alive.
Seven of eight of nine ... on the car radio sounds like one of my favorite songs. And it makes me smile.
Seven of eight of nine ... when I get to work, church bells are giving eight people. And make me turn the heart.
not seven, or eight or nine, so far have been very special. And I feel calm. And in that seven of eight of nine, I need to have created a miracle but not much in them. And I sense a good weekend.
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