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A dazzling Gleam of wonderous joy Such a dangerous yet entertaining toy The fire dances a whimsical jig It leaps and sparks and grows to be big.   Man needs fire as fire needs fuel
we are the children born of machinery. conrete goliaths, strobe street lights dimly lighting a path never walked down dark, vacant streets that bend and curl into oblivion   ni de aquí, ni de allá  
Timber, copper, iron, and coal Could be found in the land of the free. This discovery fulfilled the goal Of Abraham Lincoln’s last plea. Settlers and miners traveled west
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