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I see no ships, 1970 I see no ships. The wild sea has stark eyes. It sees sailors to their graves. Yet I, a dry vessel, am wrecked without the wind. My sails are tattered by different storm.
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Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 4:22 AM UTC
I see no ships, 1970
I see no ships, 1970 I see no ships. The wild sea has stark eyes. It sees sailors to their graves. Yet I, a dry vessel, am wrecked without the wind. My sails are tattered by different storm.
Written in London
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69/M/Leicester
Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 4:22 AM UTC
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