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A Warning:
Glugging dry-knotted frogs liquor their eyes, smelting obsidian eggs, a no-way window out of view. Eighteen others followed ravenously to hide inside blank images nowhere near one glimmering glance. Was What She Did Best. "The Writer's Cramp" Prompt: Write a short story or poem using the following line: Glowering was what she did best. [10 lines]
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