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by Jane Mead1
I have been living closer to the ocean than I thought—— in a rocky cove2 thick with seaweed. It pulls me down when I go wading3. Sometimes, to get back to land takes everything that I have in me. Sometimes, to get back to land is the worst thing a person can do. Meanwhile, we are dreaming: The body is innocent. She has never hurt me. What we love flutters in us. 点击收听单词发音
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