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my fav poem:

 "And God, please let the deer on the highway get some kind of heaven. Something with tall soft grass and sweet reunion. Let the moths in the porch lights go someplace with a thousand suns, that taste like sugar and get swallowed whole. May the mice in oil and glue have forever dry, warm fur and full bellies. If I am killed simply for living, let death be kinder than man." - Althea Davis