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Notes:
1. Written on November 3rd, 2020
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Notes:
1. Written on November 3rd, 2020
__________The wind blew through the town and across the beach with such ferocity that where it met the sea the waves broke backwards, the spume sparkling in the air as it flew out towards wherever it was the waves themselves were born.
Whenever we left the safety of our houses we chained ourselves to the railings, so even when the wind blew us off our feet we would not be blown out to sea with the spume, would not be sucked beneath the waves, down into the depths, down there, where the mermaids that birthed us still circled and swam, still sighed, still sang.
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Notes:
1. Written in February 2020
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Notes:
1. Drawn on March 12th, 2019
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Notes:
1. Written on January 10th, 2019
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Notes:
1. Written on 11th November, 2012
2. I always really liked this one