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underground. We had forgotten the word. We had forgotten the meaning even for bird and cloud - and for one other concept I learned on the perilous trek to this place: beauty. For this world of yours, regardless of More Page More Page Shel Silverstein Poems the dangers, is beautiful. None of us were sorry to leave Eden. mini marathon

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sharpened sticks, but were seldom successful. We ate the few small animals we killed raw, not even having a means of lighting fires until we found a More Page More Page Shel Silverstein Poems magnifying glass to focus the sun on twigs. Of the six who started out from Eden - myself, Run Dutil, Sysin File, the others the american president

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