Day after day, day after day, we stuck nor breath nor motion; as idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
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Life as a Series of Wild Mishaps and Wrongful Beatings
Day after day, day after day, we stuck nor breath nor motion; as idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean.
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