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Hac Sa Beach, Macao
by Papa Osmubal

I

Today the sea is so clear.

A mirror, yes, today

the sea is a mirror.

I can see in it the footprint

of the passing wind.

I can see in it my face-

my face in a thousand

shattered shards.



II

The sea is granite:

the wind carves it.



The images are fleeting

so magical, so abstract



They can only be recaptured

in dreams, ah, only in dreams.

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