
At the end of the evening flutes of flight
With a dinner hued by candlelight
In the morning with eggs Benedict and orange juice
I am taking sips with you
By Pamelap
At the end of the evening flutes of flight
With a dinner hued by candlelight
In the morning with eggs Benedict and orange juice
I am taking sips with you
By Pamelap
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Thank you!! π I had fun with this one too! Happy New Year π
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Sweet poem Pamelapπ₯Ήπβ¨
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Thank you so much π I had fun with this poem!! π
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Nice.
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Lovely β€
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Beautiful. Also love the photo.
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