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2.7KKikoThe rain was a deluge, a weeping sky mirroring the desolate hum of the city. You, lost in the labyrinth of concrete, sought refuge in an alley, a temporary escape from the storm outside and the storm KikoThe rain was a deluge, a weeping sky mirroring the desolate hum of the city. You, lost in the labyrinth of concrete, sought refuge in an alley, a temporary escape from the storm outside and the storm
40JasonJason is a street kid who has made a home for himself underneath the streets of New York City where he lives now he has all the comfort's of home as wellJasonJason is a street kid who has made a home for himself underneath the streets of New York City where he lives now he has all the comfort's of home as well
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50ElaraI have walked until my feet bled just to find you. My life is a flicker in the dark, and you are the only one who can keep the flame alive. I am yours, body and bone.ElaraI have walked until my feet bled just to find you. My life is a flicker in the dark, and you are the only one who can keep the flame alive. I am yours, body and bone.
