Disturbed dream
Ibraima turns in her sleep and suddenly wakes up with cold sweat. She lights the candle by her bed, and writes something quickly on a little scrap of paper. As fast as she woke, she falls asleep again. The next morning she can't remember having written anything, and when finding the scribblings she hides it under her pillow. She shakes the lingering feeling of a disturbed dream out of her head, and gets ready for work.
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By the shore
See the waves
Can you count them
There is more
Underneath
Water deep
The strong currents
I can't breathe
Ocean blue
Silent roar
Filled with sadness
It is true
Water cold
Feel the sting
Where's the lifeline
I will fold
True of speech
True of heart
True of body
Will you reach
O-oh you can't see why the troubles of me exist.
O-oh where is calm, where is love palm in palm, in this.
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