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White water lilies float amid the dim haze of a midnight dream. Mary Ann wades through the calm water, her fingertips caressing the still surface, weaving snake-like ripples in her wake. The moon, full and bone white, hums as a mother eases her child to sleep. Mary Ann extends her hand through the cool darkness and touches the moon. One gentle caress an…
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