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Dream: I fell
off a bench. Over-
alls are multi-task
this and that.
Let’s rather go naked.

Half of your face be-
came the ocean. The one
ocean that became a part of me
when I heard the story of the whale
crying in the morning. 

“It was early November,” he said
“and the horizon ended at land.”

[image: of the Baltic Sea and North Sea]