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Day Two Hundred Nineteen Late Morning #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Lyle writes:

Hearing a rush of water, I ran to the pool, arriving just in time to see a jet of spray collapse. I made a mental note to return tomorrow to see if it repeats.

At that instant I sensed someone watching.

Saw nothing.

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Poet, historian, writer for stage and screen. Responder to Jesus (Romans 5:8)

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