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Jan 2017
My sails flap and flutter,
As my ship protests against the wind.
The ocean roars back its response,
While the continents sail out of sight.

Rain pelts against my back,
Thunder strikes my ship.
My ship attempts to fall back,
New sails I equip.

My ship must go on,
Till I reach the faraway lands.
The sun peaks over the horizon,
As the world calms and brightens.
Max Vale
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Max Vale  M/Somewhere
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