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Beautiful seashells found at the sandy
shore
seashells sing of the ocean
waves hitting the beach,
the seashell brings with it
the song of the ocean praying
to a watery god.
The beach where
Percy Bysshe Shelley´s
bloated corpse washed ashore,
and Mary kept his heart in a box,
for the rest of her life.
Percy, the sailor who never learned
to swim
and Mary with her immortal monster...




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Publicerad 2011-10-17 08:52



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Kristina Hellgren
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