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We took a last sip of Bali Hai and walked hand in hand there where the current is most like the mind. We let ourselves gobut there was a force that knew us, struggled for us, carried us past the shoals and deposited us a yard apart on a spit of quartz sand under dwarf pine.There the blank sheen closed like a book behind us and the body in reflection woke, staggered, gasped, and whispered for us alone I'm sorry.