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etta james ↦ at last
Date: 2018-08-03 12:04 pm (UTC)I found a dream that I could speak to
A dream that I can call my own
I found a thrill to press my cheek to
A thrill I've never known, oh yeah
You smiled, you smiled oh
and then the spell was cast
And here we are in Heaven
For you are mine at last