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Waves Waving Part 2

I The port on the Buffalo River Joined the Indian Ocean In southern Or South Africa II My matric students in 1981 and I Became friends- I didnt do alcohol With teacher friends (and fun stuff) But the waves are still calling Me and my new friends Matric students Shane & Jaydeep Gave me much that year (1981) I gave little other than my teachers job ... Thank you Jaideep Carson, Shane Muniya And now Wendolene ( via East London) Iii The waves are like us humans They forget they appear, live ... briefly They run ahead, faster than others But hotel Kennaway's balcony suite Cleared one mystery in 2022: The wave that comes ashore Is not the one rushing toward us! Those die or feed yet another Wave-hero That does make a landing, but Washback Are beautiful, mesmerizing, ephemeral

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Date: 8/25/2022 3:51:00 AM
Top of The Day Anil. I won't sit here and pretend to you I understand your every word so for that I'm sorry. However, what I truly and completely understand is your ending line and thought of beautiful mesmerizing and ephemeral. However again, within the mind and soul the waves are everlasting (smile) Thank you for sharing. Shalom and Namaste always and always along with many blessings.
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