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You render unto my memory such jazzy gems of joy! EVERY songster served us elixirs of sentimental star dust, each sprinkle of which awakened dreams of past conquests, lost loves, and desires never-to-be-quenched. Nevertheless, in sweet pain, the well heeled tapped their toes, smiled in unison at the high notes, and dared to anticipate the coy surprise of Tomorrow.xxJane
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