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The rain drops like a flashy door;
Drivers walk like dead cars waters everywhere
Misty, dead trucks loudly drive a dark, dry rain.
Dusty, grimy streets roughly desire a dusty, grimy driver
To each his own, to own his each waters everywhere;
All girls drive grimy, those dry workers
Misty, dead trucks loudly drive a dark, dry rain
Dusty, grimy...
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