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... let her live a year for each grain of sand she could keep in her fist.
"Yes, give me all the years as the sand on the beach... give me all the years as the sand in my palm," she had cried and greedily picked a fistful. White sand escaped from the crack of her fingers. Stricken, she grabbed on tighter and saw as more sand slipped... she was horrified, but somehow learned to manoeuvre the sand. Apollo gave her eternal life. She grew old. She decomposed. She had forgotten that w ...
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