behind them swam, a soldier true, a soldier who, through combat due, had forgot which side, his loyalties too, and he kicked his legs, like a stoic human motor….. his epaulettes, and silver buttons ruffled by the waves…..
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and then, as if to sing a lullaby or union tune, she plucked, like harp, the silky strings of light she shone upon this island shell, and so we heard a vibrant, cosmic sitar drone….. a sound at first like ten thousand worker honey bees, as two giant bears appeared, climbed down they did from ‘mongst the stars…..”I send you friends” whispered Moon ..
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