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the smell of chlorine and midnight fantasy cherry plum juice. i went swimming all day and ate honeydew melon ice cream. i got a new bookshel...
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“ and sometimes I don't, sometimes I walk right in. But often I fail to see the doorway open and streaming light before me, off on som...
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We sat together at one summer’s end, That beautiful mild woman, your close friend, And you and I, and talked of poetry. I said, ‘A line wil...