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"These Things I Have Done" by vltava
I stood on the edge of the stone seawall, in a place that was so familiar it was like returning to a dream, watching the waves roll over the beach below. It was a mere six feet down to the sand, another few strides to the ocean that on the summer days of my memories was a pure blue-green. Today, the water was the colour of wet ashes...

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