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Jul 2010
After hours on the ocean

Our little sailboat is slowing

The subtle waves are losing life

I guess it’s time we got to rowing


The stars beneath us are withdrawing

The fish around us, packing in

Nothing but the sounds of settling

And ripples where our boat had been


So after all these quiet evenings

Of laughter spilling on the docks

You up and leave me like the waves had done

And leave love upon the rocks
Written by
Dylan D
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   Corina
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