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From the eleventh floor the world looks small and possible The cars black and white parked perpendicular to the curb parallel to each other are keys ebony and ivory I reach out through the window and play the street like a piano
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Sep 2, 2020
Sep 2, 2020 at 7:20 PM UTC
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From the eleventh floor the world looks small and possible The cars black and white parked perpendicular to the curb parallel to each other are keys ebony and ivory I reach out through the window and play the street like a piano
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normancrane
Canada
Sep 2, 2020
Sep 2, 2020 at 7:20 PM UTC
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