I have seen the weather forecast
Braila skies are maddening for rain--
lugubrious waves shall crash cacophonies into your shores.
I can see the spume and the dark melodies
whistling in the wind (such doleful tunes)
and I command you to stand resolute & admire the view, unflinchingly
for the tide will turn
& it is then you will need your strength so stop your pointless flailing.
Inhale the sea air
so that when you turn, inland
you will remember the Black Sea and not be so frightened of the water.
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do you know...sometimes i do hope that my sand castle will face succesfuly the hit of the first wave...
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