Challenge
Describe your idea of bliss.
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This is bliss
Sunday mornings
Surrounded in soft linens
Your arms around me
Sun breaking through the window
No need to get out of bed
Because we don't have a thing to do
Sunday mornings
Surrounded in soft linens
Your arms around me
Sun breaking through the window
No need to get out of bed
Because we don't have a thing to do