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 Sep 2014 Patrick H
Juneau
on this boat I am safe as long as I can see shore
but that is not what I have built this for
I sailed out for adventure and a chance to explore
this place is too mundane I want something more
to navigate by the stars like in the times of yore
and find rubies and gold treasures galore
but first I must get there so I reach for my oar
and row into the unknown until I am sore
I look out to the east and the clouds I just abhor
the waves grow higher and the wind starts to roar
the clouds begin to light up and the rain starts to pour
a storm such as this one I have never seen before
and all this premonition I can no longer ignore
but I am not turning back I'll risk the ocean floor
August 30, 2014
Thirty-one
 Aug 2014 Patrick H
Ivy Mukherjee
How can you possibly lay down
When your scars don't heal ...

Yet your never-ending try
And limitless oinment
Makes thing superficial .

But , as they say ..
        
"Time heals everything .....
..... Almost ."
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