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In The Middle Of The Road

I am afraid of myself.
The fake truth was very sweet. Sun has
stopped sanitizing.Will you talk to the moon?

Bad luck. I cannot read
the lines on my hands. You were very uncommon.
The sudden flames will burn the road.

Where do you want to go?
I love to guide you in the jungle, where
howling wolves are roaming.
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