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The all embracing warmth of a coastal night The heavy humidity when love is no longer right The water ripples restlessly The tired slivered moon has had enough Goes on down without a goodnight The hollow deck makes scuffing sounds You stop but there are no other sounds A disturbed bird flies  on by Squawk ! letting you know It disapproves of you being nye An ancient breeze of feelings ruffles your hair string up the cares of the yesterday's dawns They were red flag warnings but you sailed on  blissfully You savor the ropes last release Taking time to store the lost will Cast off becomes a minimal thing as you slip free of your mourning There is a cast of grey across the sky Dawn is coming pushing the winds of freedom across the bay You drop partial sail and the ship responds Making knots out of a knotty situation You hear the bow slicing water As you release all the canvass Slipping past the jetties on the falling tide you sigh , a relief , a release It's just you , the sea , and God
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Jul 11, 2015
Jul 11, 2015 at 4:02 AM UTC
Leaving Port
The all embracing warmth of a coastal night The heavy humidity when love is no longer right The water ripples restlessly The tired slivered moon has had enough Goes on down without a goodnight The hollow deck makes scuffing sounds You stop but there are no other sounds A disturbed bird flies  on by Squawk ! letting you know It disapproves of you being nye An ancient breeze of feelings ruffles your hair string up the cares of the yesterday's dawns They were red flag warnings but you sailed on  blissfully You savor the ropes last release Taking time to store the lost will Cast off becomes a minimal thing as you slip free of your mourning There is a cast of grey across the sky Dawn is coming pushing the winds of freedom across the bay You drop partial sail and the ship responds Making knots out of a knotty situation You hear the bow slicing water As you release all the canvass Slipping past the jetties on the falling tide you sigh , a relief , a release It's just you , the sea , and God
South-by-Southwest
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75/M/Birmingham , Alabama
Jul 11, 2015
Jul 11, 2015 at 4:02 AM UTC
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