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Jan 2012
I was spinning circles in my rowboat in the middle of the sea,
No life or land in any direction I looked,
It was me and only me.
To this day,
Iā€™m still unable to determine whether I was lonely or if I was free.

I let myself drift off to sleep,
And when I awoke,
I found myself staring at a flawless goddess from the deep.

Here she was,
Everything everyone else wanted.
Any written description of her loveliness
Would not accurately depict the perfection of her features,
For she was the embodiment of all that was Beauty,
And positively incomparable to any other creatures.

She tried to climb into my boat but had trouble getting her grip,
I started to help her, but in that moment when she depended upon me most,
I let her slip.
Emily Von Shultz
Written by
Emily Von Shultz  Sierra Nevada Mountains
(Sierra Nevada Mountains)   
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