:28:46
And I imagined, once the wine had
dampened his solemnity...
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the happiness
in my father's eyes...
:28:58
he felt reassured, then that all
would not rot in the ship's hold...
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And seated like that,
seemingly relaxed...
:29:16
I imagined from a distance
the fresh skin of her face...
:29:21
her lavender aroma,
her full, tender mouth...
:29:25
full of sweetness, mystery and
malice in her date-like eyes.
:29:29
I wanted to dig my nails
into the soil...
:29:35
and lie in that pit,
covered with damp earth.