Carried Away Ii
One afternoon in downtown,
The was a festival, and I was a witness.
I went to watch a clown
and the exclamation I got was 'my goodness'
he was amazing and he carried a knife.
he was accompanied by his beautiful wife.
It became interested and I had to sit.
many people showed up because it was a hit.
my phone had been ringing all day
but I could not hear it as I was carried away.
my brother left a voice message
that it was not safe and he had a presage.
Not ready to go home,
Home was never the same.
It was all consumed by flames
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