My vehicle wave is the orange.
Lemon fuel for the girls down the azzure.
Sit on the path-'know' thy ledge.
And breathe, the antique ghost of your life evaporates.
\The shudders closed to keep the rain outside within us the water.
within us the wave is the water towards my vehicle.
Outside the rain in the water is within you.
The cracks popped through the cloud to say "I am leaving now."
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