dream a little dream

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The sun is shining and the filter is yellow. We're in the '50s - there is no discrimination. I can hear the trumpets playing as we kiss on our front porch. Our kids' red tricycle and their toys are littered across our lawn. We have a white picket fence and a big tree. I can feel your love from my rocking chair. We rock to the tempo of the jazz pieces that come up on our little radio. I love my life with you.

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