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As long as I kept moving, my grief streamed out behind me like a swimmer's long hair in water. I knew the weight was there but it didn't touch me. Only when I stopped did the slick, dark stuff of it come floating around my face, catching my arms and throat till I began to drown. So I just didn't stop.

Barbara Kingsolver

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Barbara Kingsolver
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: April 8
Essayist
Novelist
Poet
Writer
Annapolis
Maryland
Didn
Knew
Kept
Slick
Around
Stop
Grief
Drown
Come
Dark
Touch
Catching
Long
Face
Weight
Floating
Like
Faces
Behinds
Throat
Water
Arms
Stopped
Moving
Behind
Till
Streamed
Stuff
Hair
Began
Swimmer

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