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Round-a-bout

by @joyjoyjoy

Bicycles go around, then a car. A red car with yellow and white lights. Yellow streaks, oh actually, They are quite like an alveolus. What fun looking at a single speck of The city or village or town! Friends of leaves skip around And race their fellow buddies, While another white car sweeps the Concrete day-dreaming in the winter sun.
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