A Part of Me

Summary

I am the son of man. I am the one made of clay. I was driven by the call in my chest to see the sea. I was driven by its salt calling the salt in me.  If I was melted by the sea in such a chaos of the drowned, then leave my shadow on the palm, and leave it there as old and calm as the palm tree, or as the olive tree or fig tree. Then, take the best of my tweets and turn them all in a prayer, recite it once and then again, relieve my pain, revoke the curse of son, of man for him to go back to heaven and leave alone the universe.

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