There is a group that
always stands beside the street
They are like glorious soldiers
They are like hard walls
The rain slaps them
The wind pushes them
They have tough bodies
to resist these crazy attacks
They are strong enough
to protect our houses
They are good enough
to purify the air
They take the time to become
stronger and stronger
They stand beside the street
and look after us silently
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