White HousesLarge Print - 2018 | Large print ed
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You are not just my port in the storm… You are the dark and sparkling sea and the salt drying tight on my skin, under a bright, bleaching sun…You are the little girls, carrying water in their red buckets, and you are the ruined sandcastles at sunset, gaudy with seaweed and gull feathers. You are the dawn, rolling back the dark until the beach glitters and the girls return with their buckets, holding hands.
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