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*Unknown musicians paying their dues Grill smoke , multicolored blankets , children riding seesaws , lollygagging on swings , curing my blues Laughter and celebration ,the smell of Brunswick stew and barbecue filling the Sunday air A fews hours with zero cares , a sweet smile and auburn hair , a beach towel for two , we gaze into cobalt sky blue Searching for angels , faces and Presidents Feeding the nuthatches , the thrushes and the ravens We're the hot dog and hamburger mavens , we're the connoisseurs of plum wine , brie , swiss and shortbread biscuit , sweet tea picnic table caramel corn cravings   Holding each other tight in sleepy , piedmont sunshine Savoring this memory forever* .
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Feb 14, 2017
Feb 14, 2017 at 7:04 PM UTC
A day at the park ...
*Unknown musicians paying their dues Grill smoke , multicolored blankets , children riding seesaws , lollygagging on swings , curing my blues Laughter and celebration ,the smell of Brunswick stew and barbecue filling the Sunday air A fews hours with zero cares , a sweet smile and auburn hair , a beach towel for two , we gaze into cobalt sky blue Searching for angels , faces and Presidents Feeding the nuthatches , the thrushes and the ravens We're the hot dog and hamburger mavens , we're the connoisseurs of plum wine , brie , swiss and shortbread biscuit , sweet tea picnic table caramel corn cravings   Holding each other tight in sleepy , piedmont sunshine Savoring this memory forever* .
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