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Apr 2020
The street is falling on me
The street is falling on me,
I am going up the sky,
I am free, I am finally free,
Oh my.
Written by
Kafka Joint
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     Holly D, Lawrence Hall, misakamikoto, gabby and Debra in Silence
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