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Usual evening stroll Stopping by an empty park hearing happy sounds listening to joyful blabber rocking swings here and there kneeling on the wet grass closing your eyes car crashes silence of the end heartbeat of a dead city ** Sharon-Rose Boisvert
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Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 3:28 PM UTC
dead city
Usual evening stroll Stopping by an empty park hearing happy sounds listening to joyful blabber rocking swings here and there kneeling on the wet grass closing your eyes car crashes silence of the end heartbeat of a dead city ** Sharon-Rose Boisvert
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Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 3:28 PM UTC
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