There are days when the wind whips between Dinallo and Machuga.
					Author 
            Emily Christian
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    If you asked me today, I would pack a bag and run. 
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    I have an ugly name but a pretty face. 
There are days when the wind whips between Dinallo and Machuga.
If you asked me today, I would pack a bag and run.
I have an ugly name but a pretty face.
