On Its Way
Crystals on a pebbled shore, Glinted edge on coastal floor; Lakeside gems by jeweller banned, Gravel on its way to sand. * All of us are a little ‘rough around the edges.’ Aren’t you glad that we are...
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She cracked the spine and reflected upon its glaring whiteness with accelerated pulse, intruder in paradise. * Frowning, she discarded several nibs, stuttering chicken scratch on hotel stationery...
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