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A Poem Written Long Ago
When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...
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When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...
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So here we go, 2025. Many did not come along with us. We persist for now. I admit to a certain amount of melancholy this season. I spent Ch...
Thank you so much! Your offering led me to a song I first heard on another Music Friday:
ReplyDeletehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=3&v=613Y0vG68gU&feature=emb_logo
and this:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mub2i2BoHpM
That is so beautiful, Tara. A truly moving and heart-tugging song. Thank you for this.
ReplyDeleteThis is very beautiful Tara. Thankyou so much X
ReplyDeleteBeautiful song from an artist who often pops up on YouTube but I'd never really listened to. And that's an incredible sound to extract from a trombone.
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