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I must go down to the seas again,

to the vagrant gipsy life.

To the gull's way and the whale's way,

where the wind's like a whetted knife,

and all I ask is a merry yarn

from a laughing fellow-rover,

and a quiet steep and a sweet dream

when the long trick's over.

 

Photos Baerbel Beuse

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