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The sky very very blue,
the moon is white,
the light is orange,
im gray,
the floor is black,
i smell the scent of the city,
my left leg hurts,
im alone,
forty,
the green tree,
old,
the car go to the north,
the light is white,
the back is back,
my soul hurt,
the bridge is illuminated,
the ambulance cry,
the corner,
the mall,
the kindergarden,
stop,
poor,
my home,
the key,
the hurt is gone.