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    . Choose . Random chance has no rules No choice an option for the fools . Red light green light stop or go Some too fast the others too slow . Cook it dry or cook it moist His great gift is the choice . Any name in any tongue it's the same What you do today is the real aim . My dad says take a chance Go on out and start the dance . Fair Use Intended All Rights Reserved . 25 Mar 2013 . ..

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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