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1 " I am a waning birdencased in a glass sphere;I cannot see my prison,and my cries no one can hear. "
― Craig Froman , An owl on the moon: A journal from the edge of darkness
2 " Away from the sea I languish, I suffocate, I die! Ah! I believe that the waves roll their foam in my veins, that in my hair the tempest blows. My raptures and my cries are the echo of the ocean, my beauty is but a reflection of its waves. I feel it beat, roar, and abate by turns. Away from the sea all is ennui and sadness. "
