.I walked over sidewalk street by warehouse, through dark, brown mud.
One little dandy lion swayed up from the crack. There ways dirt in it. The crack not the dandy lion.
This is what I am doing right now, not bowling, not standing on your face. Walking slower than slaves, faster than forests .
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