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I left my heart in San Francisco with some club kids on a crowded street. Somewhere. The sky was red and he said,. "would you like to come be a part of my North American Dream?". I could try to ch
It is the passion flowing right on through your veins. And it's the feeling like you're oh so glad you came. And it is the moment you remember you're alive. It is the air you breathe, the element,