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Fifty Fifty Prediction

Fifty foot waves cradled the old wooden boat A doomed speck held on ocean gale breath About to become splinters at any moment Hurricane forces understand fragility A chance for destruction is an option Two bearded men tumble about on deck Exchange stories about death While going over board Fishing expeditions are unpredictable Meteorologists called for a fifty percent chance of rain

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