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The car skidded thru the mud Towards the edge of the cliff However We didn't die ------ Smoke from the fire below Smoke-Signals from the fire That there is a fire ------- A man Signals from the FIRE that a Fire is here ----- IF I was dead Would you still be here? WHEN I am dead You will still be here --- The cobbler cobbles That's why they call him a cobbler It's not why he cobbles -- He who climbs Logan mountain- Has
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Mar 26, 2013
Mar 26, 2013 at 12:38 AM UTC
Logan mountain -2
The car skidded thru the mud Towards the edge of the cliff However We didn't die ------ Smoke from the fire below Smoke-Signals from the fire That there is a fire ------- A man Signals from the FIRE that a Fire is here ----- IF I was dead Would you still be here? WHEN I am dead You will still be here --- The cobbler cobbles That's why they call him a cobbler It's not why he cobbles -- He who climbs Logan mountain- Has
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