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Oh, that river of wishes, the slippery crocodile dream of it, how it might have carried my body down through all the glittering sand bars to the sea.

Barbara Kingsolver

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Barbara Kingsolver
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: April 8
Essayist
Novelist
Poet
Writer
Annapolis
Maryland
Body
Carried
Might
Sand
River
Bars
Crocodile
Rivers
Crocodiles
Sea
Glittering
Wish
Slippery
Dream
Wishes

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