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Ocean said:
Hello and welcome!

Feel free to share your memories and experiences if you like to.
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I was born with them. I remember being a love lorn young woman saying goodbye to a well dressed sailor at a dock. He was coming back. I remember that he did not come back and I would stand on a cliff(small) or bluff over a beach staring out and yearning for him to come back. Somehow I left a baby in a big wooden thing. Left it there and it died. I sort of had access to this life until I started school. I remember the ocean disappearing as I walked into class. This devestated me as I felt that part of my life disappear.
A second memory is of being chased down stairs in an ancient city. Running into an arch and a room with a cement bed thing with children sitting on it. A man in uniform? Ran in grabbed me and said ‘ being pregnant won’t help you this time *****). He took me away. I left children behind. In all my memories I am a single mum. In my life I am a single mum.
 
Jane11 said:
I remember being a love lorn young woman saying goodbye to a well dressed sailor at a dock. He was coming back. I remember that he did not come back and I would stand on a cliff(small) or bluff over a beach staring out and yearning for him to come back. ....
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I know what it is, I was a sailor in my PL.. It's not advisable for a young girl to mess up with a sailor.
There is an expression in Italian "Promesse da marinaio" - "Sailor's promises".
No good.

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… Dire qu'il suffit parfois To say that sometimes it's enough
Qu'il y ait un navire That there be a ship
Pour que tout se déchire So that everything be torn apart
Quand le navire s'en va… When the ship leaves
Il emmenait avec lui He took away with him
La douce aux yeux si tendres The sweetness in his so tender eyes
Qui n'a pas su comprendre He who was unable to understand
Qu'elle brisait votre vie How this sweetness broke to pieces your life

 
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