Setting sail upon a serene ocean I
Look confidently to the horizon.
Where am I going ?
It's a vague and lovely notion.
I paddle my little oracle for a while,
Then sit and contemplate the sky,
The weather is calm today.
How can it ever be
otherwise.
They/it/hier slips through the door behind a blurry eyed early morning customer and slides into a little wooden chair at the back of the...
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