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Passing Down my Street
The shiny river made out of clouds
Passing down my street.
I always see you hiding there
so let me take a peek.
But then you go and I cry.
- Olivia Wilkey
Passing Down my Street
The shiny river made out of clouds
Passing down my street.
I always see you hiding there
so let me take a peek.
But then you go and I cry.
- Olivia Wilkey