
The wind, the surf, the sea remind me I am small. i am small. I sit pondering life on the ocean shore. I look into the horizon and wait and watch and think. why goddess am I here? Why? Make me ponder life so poor. Without children. without support from family. why? Make me suffer in silence. A silence I have had for so long. As, I ponder, I think, I wait, I live. by the wind, the surf, the sea...…
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