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Apr 2020
I walked out into the Moonlight
Saw him looking back at me
Then I picked up and skipped a rock
Got in my boat heading to nowhere in sight

Then the wind blows harder, through the crashing waves
The sky begins to fade, could it really be the end

I woke up crashed at shore
Planted my feet down and felt the wind blow
May not have a boat left, but I can build a raft
Might not have an engine, but I goat an oar

And the wind stops, through the steady seas
The skies clear and the grass is green

As I reached the land, they ask of where I've been
I don't have the answer you want but I do have a story to tell
Just sit right there, I'll tell it to you, about what might have been

I woke up to the flashing lights
Took a trip down to the water
I dreamed a sailor's dream, then made my way back
To lay in the empty street on this dark and rainy city's night.
Written by
Thomas Harvey  57/M
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