YOU KNOW ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE
Her coat spreads
power around
elegance of
compromise.
Second ridge
ghosters
take the city
and are grateful.
The no seen cars
speed town
borders vanish
fast control.
The weather
was the
first accident.
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