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[colonela]

Baby, baby, you're my sun and moon
Girl, you're everything between
A lot of pretty faces could waste my time
But you're my dream girl
You make flowers bloom (Girl, you make the flowers bloom)
Girl, you make the stars collide (Don't you know you make the stars collide?)
And I don't know what I did to get lucky like this
But ...
My sweetest words are mere birds in your perfect sky, oh my

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[smoothbores]

Music touches us emotionally, where words alone can’t

Not rare at all. Its a dimensional planet phenomenon magnetic fields and sunlight are the things that come together to help see it.
I saw that sun halo i.e.I saw the exact same thing on the sketch)

[colonela]

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Please share the sketch with me.

[smoothbores]

[colonela]

Yesssseessss good!Thank you! This is what I want for Christmas this year! )

[smoothbores]

I have the new Father Christmas Letters too, so I'm hoping to have a recording day tomorrow...

[colonela]

"Tails" ))I should say!

[smoothbores]

The words, man. They speak to you, louder than fancy graphics or catchy tunes ever could. You can taste the vocabulary, smell the grammar, dance to the cadence – it's a lost kind of art, really.

[colonela]

Quotha!