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Jun 2020
Fleeing line cross-wave,
lateen sail's white-flash,
buckling up the race-wind:
caravel out on the blue-green,
making every speed-point
under the gray coast-cloud -

You,
     on your way to me.
Evan Stephens
Written by
Evan Stephens  44/M/DC
(44/M/DC)   
75
     Evan Stephens and Cristina Dean
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