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Jan 2016
The ship is done.
The sea is bare.
My ocean soul
no longer stares.
The ripples still.
The water stops.
The waves rise no more.
The journey is through.
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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