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Nov 1 05, 15:39
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Hello everyone, Our Halloween community challenge has ended now and it is time for Thanksgiving. Lori suggested we start a new Thanksgiving add-a line challenge and see how far we can go. I'll post a couple of lines and see if others would care to add their own to build a Thanksgiving community poem. So, please copy and paste what exists already and add a rhyming couplet - or several - as your muse prompts. (and it's fine to edit for improvement, too)
Tom turkey is a nervous bird when Thanksgiving comes around; He knows that people measure him by the size and by the pound.
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"...We are born into the world like a blank canvas and every person that crosses our path takes up the brush and makes their mark upon our surface. So it is that we develop. But we must realize there comes a day that we must take up the brush and finish the work. For only we can determine if we are to be just another painting or a masterpiece..." 1981 Javan (from the book " Meet Me Halfway" ) MM Award Winner
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Nov 1 05, 17:28
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Hi Marcia, what an excellent idea :turkey:
Tom turkey is a nervous bird when Thanksgiving comes around; He knows that people measure him by the size and by the pound.
He skulks and hides the day away; all approaches are rebuffed. The tastiest tidbits are ignored - he has no wish to end up stuffed.
(Sorry, couldn't resist)
Fran
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Nov 1 05, 18:40
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Tom turkey is a nervous bird when Thanksgiving comes around; He knows that people measure him by the size and by the pound.
He skulks and hides the day away; all approaches are rebuffed. The tastiest tidbits are ignored - he has no wish to end up stuffed.
He wonders why the ostrich isn't our festive pick; after all, he's very large and you get a bigger drumstick...
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"...We are born into the world like a blank canvas and every person that crosses our path takes up the brush and makes their mark upon our surface. So it is that we develop. But we must realize there comes a day that we must take up the brush and finish the work. For only we can determine if we are to be just another painting or a masterpiece..." 1981 Javan (from the book " Meet Me Halfway" ) MM Award Winner
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Nov 2 05, 00:50
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Tom turkey is a nervous bird when Thanksgiving comes around; He knows that people measure him by the size and by the pound.
He skulks and hides the day away; all approaches are rebuffed. The tastiest tidbits are ignored - he has no wish to end up stuffed.
He wonders why the ostrich isn't our festive pick; after all, he's very large and you get a bigger drumstick...
Or how about a veggie banquet nut roast instead of meat; served with all the usual trimmings, tasty and goes down a treat.
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Nov 2 05, 01:42
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Tom turkey is a nervous bird when Thanksgiving comes around; He knows that people measure him by the size and by the pound.
He skulks and hides the day away; all approaches are rebuffed. The tastiest tidbits are ignored - he has no wish to end up stuffed.
He wonders why the ostrich isn't our festive pick; after all, he's very large and you get a bigger drumstick...
Or how about a veggie banquet nut roast instead of meat; served with all the usual trimmings, tasty and goes down a treat.
Potato and a salad bar would be alright with me; the sweets go over biggest, it's not the meat, you see.
Take pity on this turkey and free me from this haunt; lay out a larger table, it's desserts the family wants.
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Nov 2 05, 06:15
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Tom turkey is a nervous bird when Thanksgiving comes around; He knows that people measure him by the size and by the pound.
He skulks and hides the day away; all approaches are rebuffed. The tastiest tidbits are ignored - he has no wish to end up stuffed.
He wonders why the ostrich isn't our festive pick; after all, he's very large and you get a bigger drumstick...
Or how about a veggie banquet nut roast instead of meat; served with all the usual trimmings, tasty and goes down a treat.
Potato and a salad bar would be alright with me; the sweets go over biggest, it's not the meat, you see.
Take pity on this turkey and free me from this haunt; lay out a larger table, it's desserts the family wants.
Why not have a juicy roasted chick or lamb this year? Or serve a honeyed ham instead... the fam will love the change and cheer! :cheer:
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"It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step into the Road, and if you don't keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to." ~ J.R.R Tolkien, The Lord of the RingsCollaboration feeds innovation. In the spirit of workshopping, please revisit those threads you've critiqued to see if the author has incorporated your ideas, or requests further feedback from you. In addition, reciprocate with those who've responded to you in kind. "I believe it is the act of remembrance, long after our bones have turned to dust, to be the true essence of an afterlife." ~ Lorraine M. KanterNominate a poem for the InterBoard Poetry Competition by taking into careful consideration those poems you feel would best represent Mosaic Musings. For details, click into the IBPC nomination forum. Did that poem just captivate you? Nominate it for the Faery award today! If perfection of form allured your muse, propose the Crown Jewels award. For more information, click here! "Worry looks around, Sorry looks back, Faith looks up." ~ Early detection can save your life.MM Award Winner
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Nov 2 05, 10:50
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Tom turkey is a nervous bird when Thanksgiving comes around; He knows that people measure him by the size and by the pound.
He skulks and hides the day away; all approaches are rebuffed. The tastiest tidbits are ignored - he has no wish to end up stuffed.
He wonders why the ostrich isn't our festive pick; after all, he's very large and you get a bigger drumstick...
Or how about a veggie banquet nut roast instead of meat; served with all the usual trimmings, tasty and goes down a treat.
Potato and a salad bar would be all right with me; the sweets go over biggest, it's not the meat, you see.
Take pity on this turkey and free me from this haunt; lay out a larger table, it's desserts the family wants.
Why not have a juicy roasted chick or lamb this year? Or serve a honeyed ham instead... the fam will love the change and cheer!
Why pick on ostrich, chick or lamb, Tom Turkey's got a problem here, don't make of pig a honeyed ham, we really should re-think this, dear !
Let's give Tom Turkey a reprieve and go off to dance instead: then we'll not need to grieve nor chop off nervous heads !
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Mis temas favoritos The Lord replied, my precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.
"There is no life higher than the grasstops Or the hearts of sheep, and the wind Pours by like destiny, bending Everything in one direction."
Sylvia Plath, Crossing the Water, Wuthering Heights. Nominate a poem for the InterBoard Poetry Competition by taking into careful consideration those poems you feel would best represent Mosaic Musings. For details, click into the IBPC nomination forum. Did that poem just captivate you? Nominate it for the Faery award today! If perfection of form allured your muse, propose the Crown Jewels award. For more information, click here!MM Award Winner
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Nov 3 05, 17:55
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Tom turkey is a nervous bird when Thanksgiving comes around; He knows that people measure him by the size and by the pound.
He skulks and hides the day away; all approaches are rebuffed. The tastiest tidbits are ignored - he has no wish to end up stuffed.
He wonders why the ostrich isn't our festive pick; after all, he's very large and you get a bigger drumstick...
Or how about a veggie banquet nut roast instead of meat; served with all the usual trimmings, tasty and goes down a treat.
Potato and a salad bar would be all right with me; the sweets go over biggest, it's not the meat, you see.
Take pity on this turkey and free me from this haunt; lay out a larger table, it's desserts the family wants.
Why not have a juicy roasted chick or lamb this year? Or serve a honeyed ham instead... the fam will love the change and cheer!
Why pick on ostrich, chick or lamb, Tom Turkey's got a problem here, don't make of pig a honeyed ham, we really should re-think this, dear !
Let's give Tom Turkey a reprieve and go off to dance instead: then we'll not need to grieve nor chop off nervous heads ! We can make a tasty meal of anything, it seems; Let Tom Turkey off the hook to enjoy his gobbler dreams.
Let's prepare a tasty dressing, add roasting ears and yams; banana pudding, yummy pies, homemade bread and jams.
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"...We are born into the world like a blank canvas and every person that crosses our path takes up the brush and makes their mark upon our surface. So it is that we develop. But we must realize there comes a day that we must take up the brush and finish the work. For only we can determine if we are to be just another painting or a masterpiece..." 1981 Javan (from the book " Meet Me Halfway" ) MM Award Winner
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Nov 5 05, 02:17
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Tom turkey is a nervous bird when Thanksgiving comes around; He knows that people measure him by the size and by the pound.
He skulks and hides the day away; all approaches are rebuffed. The tastiest tidbits are ignored - he has no wish to end up stuffed.
He wonders why the ostrich isn't our festive pick; after all, he's very large and you get a bigger drumstick...
Or how about a veggie banquet nut roast instead of meat; served with all the usual trimmings, tasty and goes down a treat.
Potato and a salad bar would be all right with me; the sweets go over biggest, it's not the meat, you see.
Take pity on this turkey and free me from this haunt; lay out a larger table, it's desserts the family wants.
Why not have a juicy roasted chick or lamb this year? Or serve a honeyed ham instead... the fam will love the change and cheer!
Why pick on ostrich, chick or lamb, Tom Turkey's got a problem here, don't make of pig a honeyed ham, we really should re-think this, dear !
Let's give Tom Turkey a reprieve and go off to dance instead: then we'll not need to grieve nor chop off nervous heads !
We can make a tasty meal of anything, it seems; Let Tom Turkey off the hook to enjoy his gobbler dreams.
Let's prepare a tasty dressing, add roasting ears and yams; banana pudding, yummy pies, homemade bread and jams.
But Tom Turkey's fate is sealed, it seems: his heart will soon cease beating; who cares that he is innocent when he makes such tasty eating.
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Nov 6 05, 07:52
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Tom turkey is a nervous bird when Thanksgiving comes around; He knows that people measure him by the size and by the pound.
He skulks and hides the day away; all approaches are rebuffed. The tastiest tidbits are ignored - he has no wish to end up stuffed.
He wonders why the ostrich isn't our festive pick; after all, he's very large and you get a bigger drumstick...
Or how about a veggie banquet nut roast instead of meat; served with all the usual trimmings, tasty and goes down a treat.
Potato and a salad bar would be all right with me; the sweets go over biggest, it's not the meat, you see.
Take pity on this turkey and free me from this haunt; lay out a larger table, it's desserts the family wants.
Why not have a juicy roasted chick or lamb this year? Or serve a honeyed ham instead... the fam will love the change and cheer!
Why pick on ostrich, chick or lamb, Tom Turkey's got a problem here, don't make of pig a honeyed ham, we really should re-think this, dear !
Let's give Tom Turkey a reprieve and go off to dance instead: then we'll not need to grieve nor chop off nervous heads !
We can make a tasty meal of anything, it seems; Let Tom Turkey off the hook to enjoy his gobbler dreams.
Let's prepare a tasty dressing, add roasting ears and yams; banana pudding, yummy pies, homemade bread and jams.
We can make a tasty meal of anything, it seems; Let Tom Turkey off the hook to enjoy his gobbler dreams.
Let's prepare a tasty dressing, add roasting ears and yams; banana pudding, yummy pies, homemade bread and jams.
But Tom Turkey's fate is sealed, it seems: his heart will soon cease beating; who cares that he is innocent when he makes such tasty eating.
“I should be the nation’s bird,” he cried, “Ben Franklin would agree.” “Eat the eagle or the hawk, They’re not as colorful as me.”
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Nov 7 05, 20:39
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Hi ya Fran,
Course work is slowly nearing completion. Thanks for asking.
I am down to barely over 20 weeks to go. Started with 64, so the numbers are looking good.
I am averaging three papers and one fifteen minute presentation per week. So far straight A's, top of the class. Class is down to six students from the eleven that started.
We may be giving our class project presentation to a security seminar in September of next year. A committee is reviewing our work that we have completed so far, to determine if it is worthy. Over 20,000 people attend the seminar. Our subject for the class project is the reconstruction and redesign of the Department of Homeland Security.
I really miss having the time to chat and do creative work on Mosaic, however that should change soon. Thanks for thinking of me, I look forward to getting back in the swing of writing for fun.
I have had several stories published in my home town newspaper so far this year, so that has been fun.
Take care and will see ya soon out here.
Charon,
aka Butch
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Nov 10 05, 17:38
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Tom turkey is a nervous bird when Thanksgiving comes around; He knows that people measure him by the size and by the pound.
He skulks and hides the day away; all approaches are rebuffed. The tastiest tidbits are ignored - he has no wish to end up stuffed.
He wonders why the ostrich isn't our festive pick; after all, he's very large and you get a bigger drumstick...
Or how about a veggie banquet nut roast instead of meat; served with all the usual trimmings, tasty and goes down a treat.
Potato and a salad bar would be all right with me; the sweets go over biggest, it's not the meat, you see.
Take pity on this turkey and free me from this haunt; lay out a larger table, it's desserts the family wants.
Why not have a juicy roasted chick or lamb this year? Or serve a honeyed ham instead... the fam will love the change and cheer!
Why pick on ostrich, chick or lamb, Tom Turkey's got a problem here, don't make of pig a honeyed ham, we really should re-think this, dear !
Let's give Tom Turkey a reprieve and go off to dance instead: then we'll not need to grieve nor chop off nervous heads !
We can make a tasty meal of anything, it seems; Let Tom Turkey off the hook to enjoy his gobbler dreams.
Let's prepare a tasty dressing, add roasting ears and yams; banana pudding, yummy pies, homemade bread and jams.
But Tom Turkey's fate is sealed, it seems: his heart will soon cease beating; who cares that he is innocent when he makes such tasty eating.
“I should be the nation’s bird,” he cried, “Ben Franklin would agree.” “Eat the eagle or the hawk, They’re not as colorful as me.”
"I'm a protected species," protests the outraged eagle. "I am the chosen symbol... you know I'm much more regal."
"The hawk and I are hunters; we eat those rats and mice. To make us holiday dinner would simply not be nice."
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"...We are born into the world like a blank canvas and every person that crosses our path takes up the brush and makes their mark upon our surface. So it is that we develop. But we must realize there comes a day that we must take up the brush and finish the work. For only we can determine if we are to be just another painting or a masterpiece..." 1981 Javan (from the book " Meet Me Halfway" ) MM Award Winner
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Nov 10 05, 21:14
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Tom turkey is a nervous bird when Thanksgiving comes around; He knows that people measure him by the size and by the pound.
He skulks and hides the day away; all approaches are rebuffed. The tastiest tidbits are ignored - he has no wish to end up stuffed.
He wonders why the ostrich isn't our festive pick; after all, he's very large and you get a bigger drumstick...
Or how about a veggie banquet nut roast instead of meat; served with all the usual trimmings, tasty and goes down a treat.
Potato and a salad bar would be all right with me; the sweets go over biggest, it's not the meat, you see.
Take pity on this turkey and free me from this haunt; lay out a larger table, it's desserts the family wants.
Why not have a juicy roasted chick or lamb this year? Or serve a honeyed ham instead... the fam will love the change and cheer!
Why pick on ostrich, chick or lamb, Tom Turkey's got a problem here, don't make of pig a honeyed ham, we really should re-think this, dear !
Let's give Tom Turkey a reprieve and go off to dance instead: then we'll not need to grieve nor chop off nervous heads !
We can make a tasty meal of anything, it seems; Let Tom Turkey off the hook to enjoy his gobbler dreams.
Let's prepare a tasty dressing, add roasting ears and yams; banana pudding, yummy pies, homemade bread and jams.
But Tom Turkey's fate is sealed, it seems: his heart will soon cease beating; who cares that he is innocent when he makes such tasty eating.
“I should be the nation’s bird,” he cried, “Ben Franklin would agree.” “Eat the eagle or the hawk, They’re not as colorful as me.”
"I'm a protected species," protests the outraged eagle. "I am the chosen symbol... you know I'm much more regal."
"The hawk and I are hunters; we eat those rats and mice. To make us holiday dinner would simply not be nice."
So then it was that Tom declared "I'm just not good for eatin', my legs are thin, my chest is flat perhaps you'll dine by cheatin'?"
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"It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step into the Road, and if you don't keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to." ~ J.R.R Tolkien, The Lord of the RingsCollaboration feeds innovation. In the spirit of workshopping, please revisit those threads you've critiqued to see if the author has incorporated your ideas, or requests further feedback from you. In addition, reciprocate with those who've responded to you in kind. "I believe it is the act of remembrance, long after our bones have turned to dust, to be the true essence of an afterlife." ~ Lorraine M. KanterNominate a poem for the InterBoard Poetry Competition by taking into careful consideration those poems you feel would best represent Mosaic Musings. For details, click into the IBPC nomination forum. Did that poem just captivate you? Nominate it for the Faery award today! If perfection of form allured your muse, propose the Crown Jewels award. For more information, click here! "Worry looks around, Sorry looks back, Faith looks up." ~ Early detection can save your life.MM Award Winner
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Nov 12 05, 23:03
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Tom turkey is a nervous bird when Thanksgiving comes around; He knows that people measure him by the size and by the pound.
He skulks and hides the day away; all approaches are rebuffed. The tastiest tidbits are ignored - he has no wish to end up stuffed.
He wonders why the ostrich isn't our festive pick; after all, he's very large and you get a bigger drumstick...
Or how about a veggie banquet nut roast instead of meat; served with all the usual trimmings, tasty and goes down a treat.
Potato and a salad bar would be all right with me; the sweets go over biggest, it's not the meat, you see.
Take pity on this turkey and free me from this haunt; lay out a larger table, it's desserts the family wants.
Why not have a juicy roasted chick or lamb this year? Or serve a honeyed ham instead... the fam will love the change and cheer!
Why pick on ostrich, chick or lamb, Tom Turkey's got a problem here, don't make of pig a honeyed ham, we really should re-think this, dear !
Let's give Tom Turkey a reprieve and go off to dance instead: then we'll not need to grieve nor chop off nervous heads !
We can make a tasty meal of anything, it seems; Let Tom Turkey off the hook to enjoy his gobbler dreams.
Let's prepare a tasty dressing, add roasting ears and yams; banana pudding, yummy pies, homemade bread and jams.
But Tom Turkey's fate is sealed, it seems: his heart will soon cease beating; who cares that he is innocent when he makes such tasty eating.
“I should be the nation’s bird,” he cried, “Ben Franklin would agree.” “Eat the eagle or the hawk, They’re not as colorful as me.”
"I'm a protected species," protests the outraged eagle. "I am the chosen symbol... you know I'm much more regal."
"The hawk and I are hunters; we eat those rats and mice. To make us holiday dinner would simply not be nice."
So then it was that Tom declared "I'm just not good for eatin', my legs are thin, my chest is flat perhaps you'll dine by cheatin'?" Not a good argument, turkey, dear, this makes you lean, not fat; You are a dieter's perfect meal. You'll have to do better than that !
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"...We are born into the world like a blank canvas and every person that crosses our path takes up the brush and makes their mark upon our surface. So it is that we develop. But we must realize there comes a day that we must take up the brush and finish the work. For only we can determine if we are to be just another painting or a masterpiece..." 1981 Javan (from the book " Meet Me Halfway" ) MM Award Winner
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Nov 16 05, 14:18
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-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tom turkey is a nervous bird when Thanksgiving comes around; He knows that people measure him by the size and by the pound.
He skulks and hides the day away; all approaches are rebuffed. The tastiest tidbits are ignored - he has no wish to end up stuffed.
He wonders why the ostrich isn't our festive pick; after all, he's very large and you get a bigger drumstick...
Or how about a veggie banquet nut roast instead of meat; served with all the usual trimmings, tasty and goes down a treat.
Potato and a salad bar would be all right with me; the sweets go over biggest, it's not the meat, you see.
Take pity on this turkey and free me from this haunt; lay out a larger table, it's desserts the family wants.
Why not have a juicy roasted chick or lamb this year? Or serve a honeyed ham instead... the fam will love the change and cheer!
Why pick on ostrich, chick or lamb, Tom Turkey's got a problem here, don't make of pig a honeyed ham, we really should re-think this, dear !
Let's give Tom Turkey a reprieve and go off to dance instead: then we'll not need to grieve nor chop off nervous heads !
We can make a tasty meal of anything, it seems; Let Tom Turkey off the hook to enjoy his gobbler dreams.
Let's prepare a tasty dressing, add roasting ears and yams; banana pudding, yummy pies, homemade bread and jams.
But Tom Turkey's fate is sealed, it seems: his heart will soon cease beating; who cares that he is innocent when he makes such tasty eating.
“I should be the nation’s bird,” he cried, “Ben Franklin would agree.” “Eat the eagle or the hawk, They’re not as colorful as me.”
"I'm a protected species," protests the outraged eagle. "I am the chosen symbol... you know I'm much more regal."
"The hawk and I are hunters; we eat those rats and mice. To make us holiday dinner would simply not be nice."
So then it was that Tom declared "I'm just not good for eatin', my legs are thin, my chest is flat perhaps you'll dine by cheatin'?"
Not a good argument, turkey, dear, this makes you lean, not fat; You are a dieter's perfect meal. You'll have to do better than that !
Thanksgiving day draws nearer. Your pleas, this year, a waste. Thanksgiving tradition is very strong... people just LOVE how you taste !
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"...We are born into the world like a blank canvas and every person that crosses our path takes up the brush and makes their mark upon our surface. So it is that we develop. But we must realize there comes a day that we must take up the brush and finish the work. For only we can determine if we are to be just another painting or a masterpiece..." 1981 Javan (from the book " Meet Me Halfway" ) MM Award Winner
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