///////////////////3200 TIGERS LEFT IN WORLD
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to a lone tree standing there
its jagged silhouette surrendered
'neath a sky more fiery embered
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THE TIRE SWING by Z.B.McClure
He gazed across the wind swept meadowto a lone tree standing there
its jagged silhouette surrendered
'neath a sky more fiery embered
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