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The streets glow silver
as the air clings on my clothes
And the clouded sky
reveals a bright light
peeking through
the cracks of the storm
Reflecting the white
on me
as the air clings on my clothes
And the clouded sky
reveals a bright light
peeking through
the cracks of the storm
Reflecting the white
on me
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