High Tide

The sky is in the sea, the sun is in the water, the sky is in the sea, the sun floats on its back. But the crafty sea is never in the sky. Oh the crafty sea is pleased to be herself. She has her tides, she has her sailors, she has her entrances into all the salt harbors. Tipsy with her waves, with her silly fishes, she sometimes rambles around a whole day long.

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