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Come Hell or High Water...
A stench of death turns her stomach; the water makes her sick, but still, she drinks.
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Sara Orange-Tip
(Edit) "Remember me," she pleaded
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On Becoming a Mermaid
"And if I should carol aloud, from aloft All things that are forked, and horned, and soft Would lean out from the hollow sphere of the sea, All looking down for the love of me." Alfred Lord Tennyson
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JoinedUpThinking
Why did he do it? Sure as hell, not for queen, or country.
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A Chertsey Morning
"So dawn goes down today. Nothing gold can stay." Robert Frost
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