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Mar 2013
The car skidded thru the mud
Towards the edge of the cliff

However
We didn't die
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Smoke from the fire below
Smoke-Signals from the fire
That there is a fire
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A man
Signals from the
FIRE that a Fire is here
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IF I was dead
Would you still be here?
WHEN I am dead
You will still be here
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The cobbler cobbles
That's why they call him a cobbler
It's not why he cobbles
--
He who climbs Logan mountain-
Has
Written by
jeffrey robin
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