FastSaying
Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.
Jack Kerouac
Again
Battered
Go
Had
Life
Longer
Matter
Our
Piled
Road
Sidewalk
Suitcases
Ways
Were
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