Angel of Morning |
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I once dreamt that the whole of my life was from
the ocean and that my body was created by land. Knowing solitude as any
man does, I lived paradise alone. I asked a further entity that I should
not be alone and he took from my body woman that I should not know
paradise alone. But woman and I rebelled and broke the rule of paradise,
cast out never to return. We were sad, we live hard lives. Yet now and
again, I gaze the stars, listen to the ocean or watch a child grow and see
that there is still within the world as he had meant for us to be |
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