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                     If you touch me I will dissipate to nothing.

                      If you scream at me I will become dung heap

                       If you imprison me I will become what I was

                        fashion, shape, and molded from, the dust of
                               
                                                       earth.

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  1. Date: 2/5/2012 8:47:00 PM

    Very interesting verse. I enjoyed reading today. Always, Laura