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go back to it again. Why though.
I was coming and going. Seagulls.
Wouldn’t leave me alone.
I found a cloth and wrapped it
around my feet because they were
swooping down
and pecking me. I got up again
to go. Going as far as I could.
Someone coughing
behind me, would stop start again,
but I wasn’t turning around to see.
He stopped, finally.
He gets up to leave, Narrator signals to him, he sits down
again, continues
I had found a blanket
to cover myself. I was sleeping outside.
Then I came and settled here.
It’s a bit better here.
They might leave me alone.
Until now, every time I used to wake up,