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There are ships sailing at sea yet none is taking me but the thought 'will I keep on waiting?' The party is crowded, my table is not Again nobody waits on my glances which are waving and jumping help help help Last night, I dreamt again that city and country were flooded Ships went down overcrowded Help Help Help Are there ears for my voice or am I stuck in emptiness? Will I keep on keep on waiting?
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Jan 25
Jan 25, 2026 at 3:13 AM UTC
Ninamaste
There are ships sailing at sea yet none is taking me but the thought 'will I keep on waiting?' The party is crowded, my table is not Again nobody waits on my glances which are waving and jumping help help help Last night, I dreamt again that city and country were flooded Ships went down overcrowded Help Help Help Are there ears for my voice or am I stuck in emptiness? Will I keep on keep on waiting?
Ninamaste is the absence of namaste (the respectful greeting of one's fellow human being as a representative of life) Collection "Pending rain"
Zywa
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Amsterdam
Jan 25
Jan 25, 2026 at 3:13 AM UTC
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