harlow
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He didn't know where he was going
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He was afraid
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Just get him off this thing, dear God, get him off
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He missed Martha, where was she
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It was too late
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Now it all began
It had been a long time since her last visit to her grandmother's apartment. Old, tattered rugs were strewn about the place in all manner of ways. Jars of miscellaneous herbs filled the rooms, and a strange pungent odor of cheese lingered in the air.
She was determined to make him see her worth. Quietly, she stepped up to the plate, brushed it off with her bat, and squared her body for the upcoming pitch. She was steadfast. She would get a hit no matter what.
I was surrounded by a green blanket. A mesh of entangling vines, ferns, massive trees. Birds chirped and insects hummed. I was attuned with nature. I was free.