The small,lost Shoe...
The waves rolled steadily onto the windy shore, falling just short of the woman’s toes. This was the water in which her husband had spent...
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THINK - INK ...
But Words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a Thought, produces That which makes thousands, Perhaps millions, Think....
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