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QUOTATION INSPIRATION CONTEST
The sea, once it casts its spell, holds on in its net of wonder forever. NET OF WONDER I view this way of living with your large, messy family in the wild millieu of your crumbling ancestral home, with everyone's misdirected notions of economics, and relationships and reality, as drowning me in a mysterious sea! My self is captive, submerged by the whims of this small world's unpredictable moods. And, I see the sense of family I am experiencing here has cast me in its spell just as the sea casts its net,and that I am held in this net of wonder and love even as it drowns me and slowly, pleasingly, pulls me under. Line count: 25
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