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,,,--$$$£# a wire fence to separate the two roads. #£$$$--,,,
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,,,,,-:$£# the air, the path i follow is glowing. #£$:-,,,,,
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,,,--$$$£# sing beautifully. these days it's just #£$$$--,,,
,,,,,-:$££ screeches, or calls for help. ££$:-,,,,,
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