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Jan 2011
We fool ourselves
Holding tight
With anchored
Aspirations
That one can
Walk back,
As one walked out,
With the world
Unchanged
As if time
Were a vagrant
That's been arrested.
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Perig3e
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Perig3e  Appalachian mountains
(Appalachian mountains)   
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