In Mexico sipping the Sunset with a “Summer breeze” so luscious I could live forever as I coax Lucky Man outta my player when before I could spark my cigar the song proves prophecy as a small girl squeals with mad delight as her strong daddy chases her—his affection as evident as the setting Sun—the only thing to do was send the song out to him: Lucky Man for true as I leaned back & lit the cigar with cool smoke.

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