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The place is a living rebirth,
And all death is only temporary.
For soon in the land, the soil,
For soon in
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Seph loved to scare her mother in the garden by picking up a worm with the tines of her gardening fork and chasing her with it, the dirty-pink body twisting on the end. Dee would scream a little, always eyes on the worm, and run slowly, as if…
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