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Dec 2010
Wind,
You are the word
On so many inept lips,
Brother to a dozen others overstretched:
"Love", "I", "heart", "me" ..
Your powers are great,
Though you are known to whisper,
Then whisper this,
To the copy pasters
"Lad 'n Lassie,
put down that ******* pen."
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Perig3e
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Perig3e  Appalachian mountains
(Appalachian mountains)   
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