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Aug 2014
breakers buffet stern
but I, a cabin boy,
cannot the rudder turn

in a battle all but lost
I sit as wounded cry
for I, a lowly page,
cannot my weapon try

I can only watch and pity me
and those I love
and pray for rescue
from above

and mercy

for I am powerless.
I just wish I could help

--Ace
Ace Malarky
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Ace Malarky  19/M/Minnesota
(19/M/Minnesota)   
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