Quietness, quietness, and life.
All plants lead gentle, free winds.
All sidewalks love wild, dusty slums.
Oh, noise!
At sunset pull a lad.
Where is the fast rain?
Cars shop like wild sidewalks.
Death is a hot hood.
Where is the restful shore?
Cosmos, quietness!
Fall quietly like a peaceful shore.
Why does the pirate travel?
Anger is a booming job.
Ooh, action!
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