The Yale Literary Magazine, Bind 130,Oplag 3–4Yale Literary Society, 1962 |
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... wanted to laugh and to cry and to let the dark shadows fill her up . Or to throw herself on the sand of the beach , to have the waves come pouring over her body . The warmth died in bitterness . " And what is it that you offer me ? Is ...
... wanted to laugh and to cry and to let the dark shadows fill her up . Or to throw herself on the sand of the beach , to have the waves come pouring over her body . The warmth died in bitterness . " And what is it that you offer me ? Is ...
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... wanted to pick up all the little tins of color and dump them at once into her lap . " Have it all . . . all , " he wanted to say . " You don't think the grass is too . . . much ? " Eugenia asked . What a darling she was . But it wouldn ...
... wanted to pick up all the little tins of color and dump them at once into her lap . " Have it all . . . all , " he wanted to say . " You don't think the grass is too . . . much ? " Eugenia asked . What a darling she was . But it wouldn ...
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... wanted to take them , knowing in my heart I did not . I wanted everything to remain here after I had gone so that I could pretend that it went on being the same , exactly as I had left it . I'll think of it , I told myself , whenever I ...
... wanted to take them , knowing in my heart I did not . I wanted everything to remain here after I had gone so that I could pretend that it went on being the same , exactly as I had left it . I'll think of it , I told myself , whenever I ...
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