You keep anxiously the longing for sweets,
You have torn speech like dirty robes,
And abandon treasure arriving at your feet.
Because the brain is loving stones and pebbles,
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Beyond the place of disturbances, a house lies open To cockles glistening by the sea. Very interesting poem on sea. Wonderful really.