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At the edge of the forest, his sister began to complain about how everybody—their mother and father and all of her friends included—hated her. It was exasperating, the light she sometimes put herself in. The fact of the matter was that she received more
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Roses were on sale this morning.I carried them, so happy,home in the rain.Then the news trickled into the day. The green leaves of late afternoonand gray water crashing into shoresimply insist: We will never be safe.We will never make sense. But those…
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