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The Island

The island The berries ripened and then dropped one by one into the water, nobody saw them fall, nobody saw the great carp silently rising to greet...
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Pan

Nature was here first, long before we were, before the nations, before the corruption before the guns and the bombs, before the mining, the drilling...

The fountain of peace

I found a lake once, in a deep part of the forest fed by a high waterfall which shimmered and danced in the light, it was mesmerizing, I couldn’t take my eyes off it.

The gun

Woke up in the middle of the night with this on my mind, Almost word for word.

Nourishment

He reached out in the night, fingertips under her warm back for comfort. Mostly what they did these days was discuss what they were going to eat. They’d already eaten each other,

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