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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