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Sighing fir trees overshadow it.
Met the marshmallows-covered sky.
Sidewalks curve around a place.
Green slopes dotted with daisies.
Streets are quiet until cars backfire.
Darting bees honey like flowers.
Squirrels in hot pursuit of pine nuts.
It’s broken like a flute by a train horn.

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