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Oct 2016
I don’t know why I should change my clothes
You can’t reject me no matter how you say it
Swimming in the deep end is still living my life
You live under water but you can’t walk on it
I once believed that you could
But sailing across too many horizons taught me well

I’m not telling you what to do with me
You can’t know with someone who prefers to row
The waters of my birth remain close to me now
I have found my place and it is better that you know
If only that you could
But watching me sail away is the story only I can tell

An old sailor learns how to love a memory
What he once held close has become who he is
Never fear the strength of one who weeps freely
You asked yourself for such a heart and here it is
If only that your heart could
But the sails I raised because of you finally fell
Mark Lecuona
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Mark Lecuona
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   Doug Potter
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