And when the hour is at its rest, over the sunset as the Autumn's night shines through my slats, akimbo to the stars, and jelly jars. Of everything you mean to me, and moonlight tea with sweet kisses from your lips like ginger snaps, akimbo to the stars, and trading cards. Dancing to the wind-borne echoes with the strings of the mandolin, akimbo to the stars, and you my puffin.
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