From any part of the island, the sea is always visible
and only seldom lets one see weary incoming boats, tired by a journey of a dozen hours from Timor or Sumba
Flight of white egrets not far from the shore, as the white light of the sun is about to become red.
Waves whipping the shores of the island of Sabu already mistreated by the sun and the dry winds.
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Sabu 