xxxi. sail
stranded alone in the middle of the sea
with unkempt beard and matted locks
i row the boat in search of a shore
a nomad of the waters i am, the whisperer to seagulls.
sail, sail through the salty breeze
i know you are somewhere close
i call you my dream home, my wish for permanence
yet like a mirage you vanish at the horizon.
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banner got lost in the sea
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