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Come with me
put your worries away let us get out of this city its noise and pollution. Come with me let us take the western road, let us turn south and reach Puerto Mutis. I want to take you in my boat through the green sea, like liquid emerald, everflowing, far on the horizon, swaying with the waves, swinging breathing life sea breeze under the sun.... We will ride to Coiba, watching whales, dolphins putting our feet on white sand clear water shores in deep bays, from where we can see the rainforest and every now and then cows in landscapes brought from William Blake´s verses... Let us breathe the sun, let us swim in the pure air, and feed in these pure waters... A Natural reliever... PANAMA, FEB. 18.2003
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