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I’m east of the Bay, but I’m not in a rush,
I’ve got charm and some cows, and a whole lotta hush.
At the foot of Mount Diablo, I quietly stay,
Where the pace is just right and the kids still play.
My name sounds like mud, but I’m dry and I’m neat,
With festivals, trails, and no downtown heat.
I’m not Concord, not Walnut Creek, not Pittsburg…
So what little town are you proudly Clay_imin?'
Do You Know This City?
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