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Jan 2016
Anyone who tells painful lies
Should lose the ability to speak.
Their tongues should turn to crumbling stone...
Powdery sand...
To cover the havoc they reap.
Then everyone would know
Which way the wind doth blow.
Sylvia Dacus
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Sylvia Dacus
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   GaryFairy
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