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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2008-08-23 | [Acest text ar trebui citit în english] | It was As the sea was rising Her gracious foaming waves... We lay our bodies down On the soft, slippery sand And the sea came near us. We listened to her strange laugh... The sand would envelop us Our ankles, our arms With her warm shawl... The oysters glistened Like diamonds In the moonshine. Reverberated, the light Threw itself On our faces... And all of a sudden you disappeared. Frightened, I threw myself in the waves. At once, the sea fell asleep... I floated disoriented In the vastness of the sea Feeling Absolutely abandoned... How much was dream And how much reality?
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