NOTHING TO STOP IT

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             It is like a highway across the plains.

             It is like a train track across the plains.

             It just keeps going and going and going.

             There is nothing, nothing, nothing, to stop it.

             Nothing.

             A bison running.

             A river flowing.

             On and on.

             Forever.

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