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Now Streets

street performers what is they tell every color's of life reflected in front of the eye are we aware the game and players souls are seen on the net life in all their nakedness in the street,in all aspects when the graffitis are scream the streets are not alone and not desert now we are streets we all the carnival isn't ending never why do you stopping people

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