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I remember him telling me how, as the waters fell back, he marked the level to show us what had been reclaimed. Beneath this unremitting sun it is hard for me to take it in. Such an abundance of water. Up there.Way above my head. Tony Noon
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May 12, 2025
May 12, 2025 at 7:45 PM UTC
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I remember him telling me how, as the waters fell back, he marked the level to show us what had been reclaimed. Beneath this unremitting sun it is hard for me to take it in. Such an abundance of water. Up there.Way above my head. Tony Noon
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May 12, 2025
May 12, 2025 at 7:45 PM UTC
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