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The sea at night seemed to combine dreams and reality.
This boat was a cradle. Perhaps it could also have been a coffin.
The next time I wake, I’m done with this season of yearning again and again.
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It was a paradise with a beautiful sea.
The sand on the shore was like a mountain of ashes.
Shells and coral were pure white, to the point of looking artificial.
They must have been someone’s remains.
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On a train, with the sound of rain.
A dull gray screen meets passengers’ gazes.
The scenery outside the windows goes unseen by anyone.
I look at nothing. I don’t know anything. I look down.
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The people coming and going within the city all seemed to have a fixed destination, moving forward without stopping whereas I had nowhere to go.
But I surprisingly don’t dislike places like this.
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