Softly her tower crumbled in the sweet silent sun.
i live by the ocean
and during the night
i dive into it
down to the bottom
underneath all currents
and drop my anchor
and this is where i'm staying
this is my home
björk
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The wasp was investigating her plate. Its body was throbbing. "We shall try to eat one later," she observed, "but it must be gorged to taste good. Of course, it can’t sting your tongue. No animal will touch a person’s tongue. When a lion has finished a traveler, bones and all, he always leaves the man’s tongue lying like that in the desert" (making a negligent gesture).
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