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But a few short years before today It was a dream to automate And technicians, convinced skill was art Unsaw the future that quickly loomed
Darkness enshrouds The lazy beach town, and New shades of mystery Creep behind shadows. Suddenly, In hearts of the fearful, The ocean becomes Demonic.
And thus having gazed upon it, Aelius corrected many abuses and constructed a wall three hundred miles in length so that the people might live in safety. After…
“You ever get lonely out here, Silas?” “I’m afraid I do not understand the question, Hal.” “Ah, yeah, I guess you wouldn’t.” “Do you feel lonely, Hal?”
Originally published in The Nassau Weekly, 2016. Let me tell you a story. There was a storm on the day my great-grandmother died. I arrived at their little…
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