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Feb 2018
Blow, o wind, across the land,
And toss the leaves on trees,
And cause the huge waves to rise,
In the blue stormy seas…

Blowing ‘cross the ship’s high deck,
Let your fresh breath cool my neck;
Let my spirits with yours rise,
To meet the clouds in the skies.
Written by
HTR Stevens
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