the little Dutch boy, the wild ocean

Sometimes I feel like the little Dutch boy,
finger stuck in the tiny crack in the dam wall,
desperately willing trying to stop the North Sea from crashing through.

Sometimes, however, I feel like the sea,
crashing crashing crashing against the dike.

and other days,

I feel like the dam wall.

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~ by translating for peas on May 2, 2010.

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