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Once a Seafarer I was thinking of my life as a seafarer endless voyaging like a gipsy of the seas. It was the best of times because I was young but was also the worst of times being without a woman for months on end. I was a lousy ****** really didn't blend in Preferred reading in my cabin and got a higher education without trying or knowing it, yes I'm grateful to so many writers they gave my life a meaning on the ocean of colossal ennui. I came alive when the ship docked, and I could go ashore, cold lone star beer in Houston and dance with a cowgirl or a midnight swim with a woman in Honduras. As I got older little could assuage my boredom the drink became both friend and enemy, washed up on the shore of Portugal, here I got up drank a cold beer built my house on solid earth and dreams.
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Sep 19, 2016
Sep 19, 2016 at 3:14 AM UTC
once a seafarer
Once a Seafarer I was thinking of my life as a seafarer endless voyaging like a gipsy of the seas. It was the best of times because I was young but was also the worst of times being without a woman for months on end. I was a lousy ****** really didn't blend in Preferred reading in my cabin and got a higher education without trying or knowing it, yes I'm grateful to so many writers they gave my life a meaning on the ocean of colossal ennui. I came alive when the ship docked, and I could go ashore, cold lone star beer in Houston and dance with a cowgirl or a midnight swim with a woman in Honduras. As I got older little could assuage my boredom the drink became both friend and enemy, washed up on the shore of Portugal, here I got up drank a cold beer built my house on solid earth and dreams.
jan-oskar-hansen
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Sep 19, 2016
Sep 19, 2016 at 3:14 AM UTC
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