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Jan 2011
Your forty winks
was an evening of my despair,
barely a word from you.
I'll send you tooth picks,
one for each eyelid,
only because I care ;-)
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Perig3e
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Perig3e  Appalachian mountains
(Appalachian mountains)   
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   Marsha Singh
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