Alone

Alone.

Alone on a beach

The sand, the wind, the sea.

The smell of the sea- I am alive.

I am alive after all.

The sunset – Divine, but I’m alone.

Daddy, I need a friend.

So Daddy made me a friend and I called her

Eve.

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