for me to run and play
in the clear sea waves.
My feet hardly stay still
for fear of missing a wave
before they are called
away by lady moon laughing
at me.
It's ok, I'll just sit and cover
myself of sand, wait until
the sea sends me back the
chanting waves to wash my
body and I will pray for
the next wave to come to me
day and night without missing
one appointment until I die...".
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