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Your nature, overwhelming. With the exception of your “Big Easy” vibes? For now, let’s accredit it to your welcoming charm. The one that told me it was normal to have a sleepless night. You turn saxophones into soft lullabies And celebrate a selective variety of anything. You have alcoholic tendencies. And privacy really is an illusion with you. You do not have strangers. Family is what makes sense. You’re beautiful. Unique. Eccentric. And blue. You’re comfort. Fun. Inappropriate. Sin. You’re love. Beautiful. You are my sweet New Orleans.
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Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 12:25 AM UTC
My Sweet New Orleans
Your nature, overwhelming. With the exception of your “Big Easy” vibes? For now, let’s accredit it to your welcoming charm. The one that told me it was normal to have a sleepless night. You turn saxophones into soft lullabies And celebrate a selective variety of anything. You have alcoholic tendencies. And privacy really is an illusion with you. You do not have strangers. Family is what makes sense. You’re beautiful. Unique. Eccentric. And blue. You’re comfort. Fun. Inappropriate. Sin. You’re love. Beautiful. You are my sweet New Orleans.
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Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 12:25 AM UTC
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