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| Spring 2004 | |||||||||
| Sleeping out in Oman This is a memory worth remembering I keep it in my heart hidden away, sometimes it choses to come up and reveal itself once again and every time it brings calm and happpiness Just the two of us camping, on the beach under a shading net, no tent the sound of the waves always, endless time endless night sky stars and a half moon the fire almost burned down a light night breese, no seagulls no birds But then something I still cannot explain, completely silent, light green flying very fast over our heads from east to west staying up, not falling down Should we have been afraid, I don't know, I think it was a mystery and I don't want an explanation. |
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