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somewhere between the beast and the Goddess she crouched
feeling the power that would feed her most private thoughts and sustain her anger she stared back at the dreamer who had formed her
she was hungry and curious but not willing to lose dignity for a moment or a lifetime |
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"Hand" © 2004 James Putnam Abbott || Words © 2005 James Putnam Abbott