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Sunday, December 17, 2006
Paris = Jazz
When the Jazz is falling
apart
,
I am remembering of
our Paris.
When the Jazz is falling
asleep
,
I am remembering of
our Paris.
When the Jazz is falling
in love
,
I am remembering of
our Paris.
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