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When the heartbeats, are turning into apart streets. ,,Since every sideway you looked", people might thought, no, I watched my feet. My feet. I watched. No i looked at them. Yes, I wasn't searching in scare anymore. Since, the streets are filled with owow trees. And a lot of bees. They hurt. But why do they hurt when they later die? Ah, to enjoy the taste, shall I too?