.What's with this place?
And what's with the common day?
This city is sometimes wretched.
Will I waste away?
Or take off for a dream?
I hurt, this work, makes me tired of her, and her rotation. I'll make the river eat her up
if the rain doesn't get here first.
My hands are.
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