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Sep 2019
I don't think she'll hear you.
- I'll give it a try.
I don't think she's listening.
- I'll try it again.

Son,
I don't think she's worried
about the high tide
and I don't think she cares
about the late time.
She'll return when she's ready,
let her drift while she can.
Just give mum this moment
of peace on the Seine.
Have a look at this painting and read this again.
https://www.nationalgallery.org.uk/paintings/georges-seurat-bathers-at-asnieres
Steve Page
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Steve Page  62/M/London, U.K.
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