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Jaunt
Jaunt with me baby
Title for a song he joked
But no, reality
We are free to ride
Free to glide
Free to smile in joy
Joy of being together
In a car with no name
Quiet but fast
A car that knows them
That likes them
That joins them
Glide, swoosh, smile and let the music play
Wednesday 15th November 2023 6:33 pm
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