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She loved exploring sea caves as a child. Within them she learned the wind’s many voices, the maternal softness of perspiring hollows, and how life can flourish inside pools no deeper than buckets. In the house poised on the cliffs above lived another girl, born deformed and blind and deaf. Unmet, they kept their seclusions to themselves; the ocean bored its mass into the naked coastal wall.

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