The name on the chart, Winnaker, tightened my throat. Funny how, decades later, a word can evoke a memory that evokes a physical response. It's a good thing the evil woman's name hadn't been Smith
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she tasted the sweetness of
the morning dew,
and spread her arms
in the wind, while
the storm she
survived blew into the
distance
the morning dew,
and spread her arms
in the wind, while
the storm she
survived blew into the
distance
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