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In cold Kedarnath
the old temple bell - frozen,
until the alarm.
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For reference: wikipedia.org/wiki/Kedarnath_Temple
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Paradise: To Be or Not To Be
Jacob looked down at his chest. His skin was firm, his muscles sinewy. There was only the faintest shadow of a mark where the plastic drain had once been. Not even a scar, only a mere discolouration. He stroked his fingers over the spot, then over his arms reassuring himself that he was here, that there could be no mistake; he was, without a doubt, alive.
By Caroline Jane6 days ago in Fiction
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