Learning to Swim
The fishing boat rises and falls on the turbulent blue-black sea. One moment I see it, riding high. The next it is barely visible...
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The fishing boat rises and falls on the turbulent blue-black sea. One moment I see it, riding high. The next it is barely visible... -
What's it like to be someone else? To be young, thoughtful, blessed With possibilities, most probable, ready For all that life can o... -
Every child will imagine. Cut their feet on a shell Leave sand on the carpet Lose a button, have messy hair. Every child will say the ...
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