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The Little Sailboat
When the wind blew through her red hair
and danced before her eyes
while she was standing at the edge of the cliff
watching her father's sailboat.
That was when she knew
the screeching seagulls
and salty spray -
To Meditate
When I meditate
and my breath
goes in and out
in and
out
in and
o
u
t
I feel myself collapse and then
go rigid and then collapse again -
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