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I walked to class on cobblestones
the sea was there
the sky was dark
the waves were crashing

 

I wondered if the gulls were afraid of all this gray
they dove
and cried
as white as the waves having fallen and foamed

 

and I hurried on
because being late is still being late
even when it is also lovely

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