My friends don't walk, they run, skinny dip in rabbit holes for fun, popping, popping balloons with guns, getting high off helium, we paint white roses red, each shade from a different person's head, this dream, dream is a killer.
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The Rain In The Streets ©
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''The Rain In The Streets'', se trata de una adolescente de 16 años. En esta pequeña aventura, ella tendrá qu...