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rocks
bicycle
ride
hot
asphalt
sky
loose
tire
creek
wound
red
raw
full
barely
squeak
though
feel
inside
burns
beyond
belief
pick
myself
never
even
shriek
water
cleansed
salve
applied
bandage
wrapped
neat
bike
picked
creekside
muck
wheel
street
only
grit
teeth
home
mother
shouts
quotcome
eatquot
toss
evidence
woods
limp
seat