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Day Two Hundred Twenty Two Afternoon #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

Enough writes:

Walked to the area beyond the brackish water. It was quite garden-like.

Its fragrances wafted over me. I was almost rendered unconscious.  

Then the voice. I turned.

It was Stan’s.

I shook my head at him and ran away.

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About rwoz2

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

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