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I hear the sea crash, and
below that the murmur
in underwater caves
the trickling of water
I feel the salty air
make a mess of my hair
I don't care.
There's a sea lion over
there; she's tending
to her cubs, I'm afraid
for their vulnerability
I see only grey stretch
over me. I am
the only one on earth
right at this moment.