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When she turns around all there is is a white wall. Only the sea breeze and a glimpse of land holds her resolve to be free of the white cold walls. Thankfully, there is a tray that opens each morning, offers three selections of new materials to read. Yes, Aubrey can squeeze through the cracks, or yet, even open wider the broad glass panel. To the depths of aqua foam beneath the cushioned nest she could cast her soul to land upon those craigs. Whirl after salt sweet whirl of water wisps twist through her coiled, bleached hair as she stands, debates, and again waits for the next pages to her escapes.

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