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Jul 2016
The ocean has been changing
Ever since I started sailing
On it’s wondrous waves.
When I look out over the vast blackness
I no longer see the beauty in it.

No, no longer.

Now there is only terror.
Terror at my command.
Speaking Sorrow
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Speaking Sorrow  23/North Carolina
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