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Nov 2015
You're my stress relief
In busy times
When everything
And everyone
Tumbles over one another

I take a moment.
Step towards the railing,

Feel my hair flowing
In the less than gentle breeze
Feel the continous rise of waves
Below my feet
Feel the low setting sun
Warming my face
Feel the sea salt on the rail
Underneath my fingertips

And I breathe.
That's why I love living on ships.
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