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Seaparate ponds like a string of pearls gleaming in the twilight.


The ages of man, the lovers of a lifetime


bright and shiny thoughts flickering like little fires banked against the great dark.


The toothy smiles of a pretty woman or two.


Events and ages the like of which will not be seen again.

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