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Nov 2013
Two paths diverged in the woods,
and we bulldozed them into a
highway, didn't we comrades?
That is called progress.
Now the commute to work
is manageable, like our
limited resources.
Derek Yohn
Written by
Derek Yohn  Florida
(Florida)   
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