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Feb 2014
Sailing on the boat,
On a solitary cruise

With mirth
And joy;

With no cue,
With no jetty,
With no longing;

With mirth
And joy,
I was

Until
I
Found you,

I found you
And
I accept,

How blue,
It was
Without you

And
Here
I am,

With cue,
With jetty,
And
A longing
For you...
Written by
Thera
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