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The sweaty boy lay on the beach;
‘You stink’, his girlfriend said.
But when awaking later on,
They sensed a world expired,
Where everyone was dead.
There was the sea, of course;
But, in truth, there was no sea.
Just their memories of water.
They longed for yesterday’s comforts:
When the old priest cackled and quacked,
Two lovers quarrelled beneath the pines
...Thursday 21st September 2023 5:00 pm
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