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Stones
There were no words, not that day, not that afternoon; not then
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At Holcombe Beach (I.P.)
Each day he would stroll to the sea, walking arm-in-arm with ghosts of the past...
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A Sudden Resurrection (I.P.)
If ever there were to be a second coming what would it be like? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ARmMn5hJaHM
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Sons and Brothers
"At this rate he would not live. He had that poignant carelessness about himself, his own suffering, his own life, which is a form of suicide. It almost broke her heart." (D.H. Lawrence - Part 2, Chap. 10, Sons and Lovers)
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Gone to Ground
...maybe the one ate the tops off your radish plants, you so carefully set the night before?
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