Walk along the street, smoke on the street.
On the streets going, smoke on the street drug.
According to a flash drive street trams,
On the streets, we lose our time.

On the street are waiting, and they expect
On the streets of writing, and there forget.
On the streets of thought, pushing back.
Sometimes even those of them divide.

On the streets quickly rush machines
Hurry, violate, erasing all of the tire
One didn`t foresee and a forgotten,
On how the streets of love.
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