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Nu \u00e4r det snart<\/EM> dags! Om 4 timmar tar jag mitt pick & pack och \u00e5ker ut till Arlanda. D\u00e4r v\u00e4ntar ett stort Boeing 747 p\u00e5 mig som ska ta mig till Manhattan, NYC! V\u00e4ntandes p\u00e5 Park Avenue kommer min allra b\u00e4sta v\u00e4n st\u00e5 med \u00f6ppna armar! Saknar dig s\u00e5\u00e5\u00e5\u00e5\u00e5\u00e5\u00e5\u00e5! Laddad till tusen! Nu k\u00f6r vi! \ud83d\ude09<\/P> I watch the sky turn black to blush Paul van Dyk – New York City<\/A><\/P> Nu \u00e4r det snart dags! Om 4 timmar tar jag mitt pick & pack och \u00e5ker ut till Arlanda. D\u00e4r v\u00e4ntar ett stort Boeing 747 p\u00e5 mig som ska ta mig till Manhattan, NYC! V\u00e4ntandes p\u00e5 Park Avenue kommer min allra b\u00e4sta v\u00e4n st\u00e5 med \u00f6ppna armar! Saknar dig s\u00e5\u00e5\u00e5\u00e5\u00e5\u00e5\u00e5\u00e5! Laddad till tusen! Nu k\u00f6r vi! \ud83d\ude09 I … L\u00e4s mer<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1749,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-78","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-okategoriserad"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogg.improveme.se\/rebeccahjelt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/78","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogg.improveme.se\/rebeccahjelt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogg.improveme.se\/rebeccahjelt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogg.improveme.se\/rebeccahjelt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1749"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogg.improveme.se\/rebeccahjelt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=78"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/blogg.improveme.se\/rebeccahjelt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/78\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogg.improveme.se\/rebeccahjelt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=78"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogg.improveme.se\/rebeccahjelt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=78"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogg.improveme.se\/rebeccahjelt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=78"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
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Head still spinning from the rush
Of all the things I did the night before
And looking down from my hotel
These dawn-lit streets begin to fill
With memories of you and I
On a New York City night
I shake my head to clear the sounds
The traffic horns, the growing crowd
The sun awaking over central park
But still it creeps beneath my skin
All of these heartbeats in the din
With concrete dreams stirring to life
On a New York City night
And I take it with me when I leave
The crowded skyline, the energy
The sleepless city always leaves its mark
Just close my eyes and I’m back again
The neon flush upon our skin
Still wrapped in thoughts of love and wine
On a New York City night<\/EM><\/P>
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