Or a good animal
Or a good stone
She wants to be a gem
Or a pelicano
Or an avatar of rain
Each time she returns
With this thought in mind
She works on one of the details
Many weeks spent
In the torment of joy
Things coming together falling apart
But on Saturdays she swims
She comes back to her essential lightheartedness
Diving into the deep sea alone
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