LOUDLOUDLOUDLOUD
quiettttttttttttttttt
Allegro
They walk down the
Street
birdschirpingbirdsdying(tooclosetothesun)
They walk down the street, he wanting to
hold herr hand, she hoping he doesn't
(((((((BLUShes)))))))
a collective guffaw bellows from the trees that will someday be flattened to make way for a center dedicated to solving the mystery of the disappearance of the trees.
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