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The blind dumbfound seashore
Waiting by the fisherman,
With the proudly rusty-shuttered lives
Kissing while the sunhoneyed bottle
On the lazy-loving fishwives mildly
Goes to rave against the blinded night.
- Seashore, Boaz Bagbag, Haifa Winter 1997.