Never fails, never flaunting
Always moving always weather
When you fly or flee or flail or fire
This mother, that mother
That open field, this sense of purpose
A path is implied, so you walk it
A day is desired, so you live it
A siren attacks a wall or a shout attacks a cliff side or maybe dells and valley and peaks and all that
The picture is a pedal
The purpose is some wires
They build a tower and they smash it
Location:Franklin Pl,Lanham,United States
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