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I knew what it was like to be caught in one of those monster waves . It would tumble you under like a rag doll . And the sound of the breaking wave , the rush of shingle would crash against you as you fought for breath , as you tried to ...
I knew what it was like to be caught in one of those monster waves . It would tumble you under like a rag doll . And the sound of the breaking wave , the rush of shingle would crash against you as you fought for breath , as you tried to ...
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The sound of the waves quieted for a moment , and I could feel that they ... They bobbed on the sea for a second before the next wave tore them apart . The little girl did not say anything , but her smooth forehead wrinkled , and her ...
The sound of the waves quieted for a moment , and I could feel that they ... They bobbed on the sea for a second before the next wave tore them apart . The little girl did not say anything , but her smooth forehead wrinkled , and her ...
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He tried to regain his stroke as he was carried backwards ; missed , and was swept up by the large wave that churned him towards ... across the rocks , faster and faster , as if the waves had mounted the cliff and were following me .
He tried to regain his stroke as he was carried backwards ; missed , and was swept up by the large wave that churned him towards ... across the rocks , faster and faster , as if the waves had mounted the cliff and were following me .
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Summer 1959 | 307 |
BIOGRAPHICAL NOTES vii | 377 |
AUTUMN FIELDS by Noel Blakiston | 385 |
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