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I drop my clothes and they beat through the air with A deep Dark Thud. The water turns my toes blue. I swallow salt like you Swallowed me, The vitamin to keep my bones strong Wrings out my tongue. The water licks my waist. I feel my heart finally burst: The coldness ate me, and my white flag Rolled in With the roaring white caps. The water whispers in my ear. I have never Entertained suitors other than you, My blue cacophony. At last, At long last, My eyes search up and see The Water.
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May 9, 2013
May 9, 2013 at 9:03 AM UTC
The Blue Moods of Edna Pontellier
I drop my clothes and they beat through the air with A deep Dark Thud. The water turns my toes blue. I swallow salt like you Swallowed me, The vitamin to keep my bones strong Wrings out my tongue. The water licks my waist. I feel my heart finally burst: The coldness ate me, and my white flag Rolled in With the roaring white caps. The water whispers in my ear. I have never Entertained suitors other than you, My blue cacophony. At last, At long last, My eyes search up and see The Water.
The Awakening by Kate Chopin.
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May 9, 2013
May 9, 2013 at 9:03 AM UTC
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