Jeff G. writes:
>Beneath the earth I lay, serving none.
>Drawn up am I, serving some.
>Expelled into the air am I, harming all.
Petroleum
>Back on topic, this is Dragaeran (or more properly, Eastern)
>
>A place of laughter,
>A place of tears,
>Sights and smells,
>The finest of taste,
>To one man,
>I end as I began
No idea.
Could be nearly anything.
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