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Jan 2021
Love is like a sail boat.
Hope is the wind and
dreams are the sails,
carrying you through
life’s rough seas,
always to home

My sails are
torn and tattered.
My hull is leaking
lying battered,
on the rocks of
Isle Alone.
Written by
Tom Turner  75/M/North Carolina
(75/M/North Carolina)   
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