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I admire paint on fingerpads identification in style a mile above ground lofty ideals sound ideas risk
I see clouds rising from the ground I see lights hovering above I have this trick that will astound I have it here, you will fall in love  
In your colossal columns of sand and grit are buried, forgotten under barrels of fresh paint, Kaleidoscopes of vision and neon colors. fast. Bumper-to-bumper on 95.
Urban streets, bustling with life in bright afternoons, Become quiet and cool on cloudy days and early nights-- A barren wasteland without thrum of foot traffic And screams of emergency sirens.
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