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Your Street


You walk around,to the heart of the town,trying to hear the sound.Can't be sure how, but the song just comes aroundwhen the legs push itself forwardon that same ground.

To those street, rich or poor,well known or not renowned,would you prefer the castle on the airor the view of your window pane>?

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