Sieve Of Immortal Holes

Sieve Of Immortal Holes

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Sieve Of Immortal Holes Bit by bit spirit falling through these immortal holes Where phantom-sand pours through a timeless sieve Within an hourglass where I find other drifting-souls Bit by bit spirit falling through these immortal-holes Heart-center reaching-out toward its farthest-goals I rediscover how the infinite-body continues to live Bit by bit spirit falling through these immortal-holes Where phantom-sand pours through a timeless-sieve
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Dawn Davis is an eighteen-year-old girl. Or, at least, she was, until the horrible horse accident that lead to her death. Now, she's a three-hundred-eighteen-year-old (sort of) ghost that's not quite dead (or a ghost). She's stayed the small town of Blue Falls in North Carolina. It's so small, it's unheard of. Dawn is a spiritual being called an In-between. She is something that isn't quite a dead, and not quite alive. In-betweens are physically bound to the city they died in, and usually stay in their old homes. As an In-between, she is never heard or seen. At least, she hadn't been until a certain, special, sixteen-year-old Artemis Alexander finds her lurking around. Artemis and his big family just moved into the house on the grounds where Dawn used to live. Dawn needs to find out why this Artemis boy can see her. It's never happened in the three hundred years she'd been (not quite) dead. Artemis is your regular kid of science, the one you barely see in the background, and he is far from superstitious. Artemis doesn't believe in anything science does not explain. So how do you think he feels when he begins to see people that glow but aren't quite there? Or how about one that's not quite dead?

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