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Oct 2017
On seas better left to curl like mountains,
maintains that only hell hails here;
hearing a call however, the ***** your ship steers by,
binds that you must flow where your heart knows
no guarantee of binding affection is assured;
shorelines from where home once felt like it sat on the map.

Good luck noble voyager.
God speed.
Callum Ray Foster
Written by
Callum Ray Foster  M/Derby, England. UK
(M/Derby, England. UK)   
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