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ACCUMULATIONS
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In the beginning there was darkness, and a voice deep within her
said, "Let there be light. Go!
Bring forth words for the world to
read." The light came and it felt good. And it was so.
- Out of the garden of good and evil within her mind, she
toiled--forming words--breathing life into
the printed characters,
and they became "living souls" dancing across the brilliant white paper.
And she called the accumulation of neatly typed pages a
novel, birthing her creation seven years
later. And it felt good.
And the voice deep within her said, "Rest now--until a new seed
sprouts from the fertile matter
within your mind. Until then, gather courage
for the time when it is mete to be fruitful and multiply once more."
And she listened to the voice and it was good.
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