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My city has opened a gray umbrella sky.
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My city is tired. Dirt everywhere, puddles everywhere.
The windows are crying, the horizon is blurred.
My city is sick. My city has a cold.
My city has opened a gray umbrella sky.
Oils & a palette knife
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