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Her flowers were beginning to wither. She wearily looked at the yellow marigold, the white daisy and... Her flowers were beginning to wither. She wearily looked at the yellow marigold,...
"I watched the high waves crash away at the shore, Beating the jutting rocks hard and sore.." "I watched the high waves crash away at the shore, Beating the jutting rocks har...