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Furber had come in the late fall following that enormous summer, now famous, in which the temperature had hung in the high nineties along the river for weeks, parching the fields, drying and destroying; weeks which had, unmindful of the calendar, fallen undiminished into October so that the leaves shriveled before they fell and fell while green, the river level fell, exposing flat stretches of mud and bottom weed, the Siren Rocks were seen for the first time in twenty years, quite round and disa
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― Omensetter's Luck
― Omensetter's Luck
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Each moment with you is a verse in the poetry of my heart.
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― Beyond the Bouquet: A Symphony of Love in Fifty Movements
― Beyond the Bouquet: A Symphony of Love in Fifty Movements
