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Aug 2012
The gentleman in the black trench coat
breathed out
a puff of smoke
and said,through the fog,
"I am a breeze of relief
to some
and
a storm of wrath
for others."

He took out a crumpled piece of paper.
Read it and mumbled,
"I wonder what your share is?"
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FigTree
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