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Sep 6
I will not throw precious cargo into the shallows
I will not try to save my own ship
I will cry tears that might save us all

They will drain my soul
They will fall down from heaven
They will raise the waters

Enough to fill an ocean
Enough to rise all the ships
Enough to save my precious cargo
Written by
Philip Salt  40/M/Canada
(40/M/Canada)   
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