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Columbine Joined on 11-26-2003 Somerville, MA Posts 5,174	dream Three-armed and spindly, I go where it's windy And gobble the atmosphere's might I dig in my toes where nothing tall grows And wave to the town and its lights The dinosaurs chase me and want to erase me But dinosaurs, they've had their day I'm one they can't knock from this storm-blasted rock That's as hard as the money I pay.
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