Listen to me

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As I lie here among

Roots of a palm tree

I hope you listen.


I hum to myself all day

Loud, low, soft and gradually

Whispering, the stories of dolphins


If you would like to meet me

I glitter during the night

I sing too


Keep me close to your ear

as all your sorrow will disappear

Shocked, befuddled, and adored


You wonder as the gate opens

I have it

What you're searching for.


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