Author:  Yann Martel
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We loved our son like the sea loves an island, always surrounding him with our arms, always touching him and crashing upon his shore with our care and concern. When he was gone, the sea had only itself to contemplate.

( Yann Martel )
[ The High Mountains of Portugal ]
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