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CMorning wakes softly and gently stirs the Fshadows from sleep dreaming of dGays long and lazy under the sCun.
This city can't make up her mind to rain or to shFine, so she does both at the same time, shooting raiGnbows acG7ross a
periwinkle sCky. OnCce in awhile she pulls up her clouds and shFows you her elegant side
wild beGauty she dG7oes not give frCeely. Green Lake your indigo waters seduce your loFver, the night, lights trace your shGores while the dG7eep blue desCcends on you,
Showering longing kisses under the gFaze of the moGon's misty eCyes. SChe asks for your soul to seal the deal and you sFigh, you're not sure why
you came but you knGow you cG7an't leCave. ThCis city can't make up her mind to rain or to shFine, so she does both at the
same time, shooting rainGbows acrG7oss a periwinkle sCky.