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I Am

I am above, easy skyline, the rest is shown I am a man, for whom we carry answer calls. Like rain, the colors fall. I am Proton, Spinning rings of things colliding I am glass, shattered shapes that disperse in motion. I am Man, on to the highway pass and railway. I am trashcan, littered suburbs by the social men.

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