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,,§,§,§,§, === Street Lights... === ,§,§§,§,§§
,§§,§,§,§, ==== For Some Reason, ==== ,§,,§,§,,§
,,§,§,§,§, == The Street Lights Always Have A == ,§,§§,§,§§
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,,§,§,§,§, Row Of White Lights, Then It'S Joined ,§,§§,§,§§
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,,§,§,§,§, So On. And Then, There'S A Second Row, ,§,§§,§,§§
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,§§,§,§,§, I Think It'S A Kind Of Angel Language. ,§,,§,§,,§
,,§,§,§,§, Angel Bodies Made Of Light, Running ,§,§§,§,§§
,§§,§,§,§, Along The Streets Even At Night. ,§,,§,§,,§
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,,§,§,§,§, Like They'Re Looking For Something. ,§,§§,§,§§
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