Here is the Readers Digest Version of my story.
A witch by the sea? Not really, but witchery by the sea. Bewitched by love, the sea never leaving my veins, my brains, my being.
Love of the sea or love of love by the sea. How many times did I fall in love by the sea?
With what I was reading, what I was eating, what I was touching, what I was kissing.
Most of the love affairs lasted, except the human ones. The ones which never really last. No matter what.
I should have started my true love affair at the sea, had the sea witch help with her witchery to wrap my lover up in the strands of my love, but I guess it was not meant to be.
That's me, sorry.
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