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Nov 2020
This is the tale
Of an empty sailor,
That crossed the seas,
Alone,in his wooden boat.
One day
A storm came,
A beautiful, destructive
And majestic storm.
The sailor didn’t run
He collapsed into her.
As he sinked,
He saw her.
That girl, looking to him
Through the storm.
For the first time,
The sailor felt complete,
As the girl huged him
Through the deep sea
Written by
Michael Allan Castle  23/M/Portugal
(23/M/Portugal)   
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