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|Name:||a story writ in blood|
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“Neither man nor God is going to tell me what to write. "
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me.
I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
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|Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self.|
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