Sail nailed down the Sea world
Air wiped off in the morning wave
length sickies off the wind wine
I'm out on a limb;
fortune opens out the wipe
Still fine morning bell,
Now silence near and far.
Adoring knee 'I here.
O sweet little secret stripe,
As many knelt unseen
And prayed with me!
The sky near and far,
It is so clear and solemnly
So completely, as if to 'open it.
By,
Chirayu
Sep 17, 2015
Sep 17, 2015 at 10:59 AM UTC
Sail nailed down the Sea world
Air wiped off in the morning wave
length sickies off the wind wine
I'm out on a limb;
fortune opens out the wipe
Still fine morning bell,
Now silence near and far.
Adoring knee 'I here.
O sweet little secret stripe,
As many knelt unseen
And prayed with me!
The sky near and far,
It is so clear and solemnly
So completely, as if to 'open it.
By,
Chirayu
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