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I remember
the ocean

Indian

over 100
days circling

at sea

white hat
blue jeans

bell bottoms

I remember
the guys

serving
together

there was
no war

declared

but we
were always

at risk

serving
together

over 100
days circling

at sea
the hardest part
of growing up?

to learn
how to deal
with changes
also check out my other poems!  :)
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