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How—I didn't know anyword for it—how "unlikely". . .How had I come to be here,like them, and overheara cry of pain that could havegot loud and worse b...more

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...what the Man-Moth fears most he must do..

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I never knew him. We both knew this place, apparently, this literal small backwater, looked at it long enough to memorize it, our years apart. How str...more

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I have seen it over and over, the same sea, the same,slightly, indifferently swinging above the stones,icily free above the stones,above the stones an...more

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Too pretty, dreamlike mimicry!O falling fire and piercing cryand panic, and a weak mailed fistclenched ignorant against the sky!