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lördag, januari 3
Seaside Disco, Part 2: Daniele Baldelli's Dream
Tripping on tall grass, wet from outbursts of soft rain and moonshine. I listened to your voice, you were saying something beautiful. All
I
could do was to scream, but it seemed right at the time.
John Forde - Atlantis
John Forde - Don't You Know Who Did It
Peter Brown - Dance With Me
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