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'I stood trying to resist the wind. The coconut trees seemed to tell me that it was impossible; when 'CRASH!' came down a flowerpot. In a flash I understood What sort of life I was leading.
'I stood trying to resist the wind. The coconut trees seemed to tell me that it was impossible; when 'CRASH!' came down a flowerpot. In a flash I understood What sort of life I was leading.
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'I stood trying to resist the wind. The coconut trees seemed to tell me that it was impossible; when 'CRASH!' came down a flowerpot. In a flash I understood What sort of life I was leading.
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The coconut trees danced in joy. All at once it seemed as though They were seconding the wind, Challenging me to a duel with Nature. A battle within myself – A warning from my practical self And encouraging words From my romantic self. An incurable romantic that I was, I stood trying to resist the wind. The coconut trees seemed to tell me That it was impossible. But there I stood enjoying The wind’s caresses and its effort To cool my body; when ‘CRASH!’ came down a flowerpot. In a flash I understood What sort of a life I was leading. All I knew was Nature’s caresses And not its violence.