She would rock on the open porches and look at the sea, marveling over its changefulness. There were sunsets when the water resembled hammered gold under the golden light, or it would be running brass or whitely flowering beneath a white sky. Even the storms entranced her. She wanted to cry in ecstasy. She would sing and her marvelous voice would
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It's been not only too long, but far too far away from when we last met. I owed you a fright as you terrified me when you wrote me a song that was so very much like my private heart that I knew you had someone looked inside me and knew all.
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translation: the light within me honors the light within you.
I love your words, thank you
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