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I moved my arms through the water, feeling them float on the surface, watching the waves and wake that followed my gesture. Here was magic, I thought. Here was something holy.

Anita Diament

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Anita Diament
Age: 87
Born: 1937
Born: June 24
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Novelist
Short Story Writer
University Teacher
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Magic
Gestures
Arms
Waves
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Water
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Something
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