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was a dog who lived in the sea. And throughout his doghood he only wished to be; good and wholesome, nice and dry, kept and fed, in his waterbed. But still, at night, he wondered why, fish and coral surrounded his bone. And the hearth was damp in his aqua home. And so, with a sigh, he rolled and played dead, as a seahorse swam thru the hole in his head. |
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