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Mar 2012
It's an elevator ride.
You decide whether
it's down or up.
The car slows and halts
to fill or empty.
You ride,
you ride,
you ride
knowing that only
the suicidal select a stop.
Perig3e
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Perig3e  Appalachian mountains
(Appalachian mountains)   
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