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I thought the storm had passed and that wreckage had been avoided. Against the current my whole pirate life, uncaring of the opinions of others, and focus on the rowing at hand. The gray and thrilling sky make the dark sea water seem ferocious. The risk of lightning had never crossed my mind before tonight when I suddenly realized I was alone on a boat in the sea and in the middle of a storm. I steer with my left and dump bucketloads of water with my other hand. Focused on damage control and ignorant to the the storm's prognosis whilst my wooden mind struggles to stay afloat. Row forth and onward. This storm too shall pass, and I'll come out stronger.
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Jul 26, 2019
Jul 26, 2019 at 11:53 AM UTC
Stormy thoughts
I thought the storm had passed and that wreckage had been avoided. Against the current my whole pirate life, uncaring of the opinions of others, and focus on the rowing at hand. The gray and thrilling sky make the dark sea water seem ferocious. The risk of lightning had never crossed my mind before tonight when I suddenly realized I was alone on a boat in the sea and in the middle of a storm. I steer with my left and dump bucketloads of water with my other hand. Focused on damage control and ignorant to the the storm's prognosis whilst my wooden mind struggles to stay afloat. Row forth and onward. This storm too shall pass, and I'll come out stronger.
rough night this is what I dreamt before I fell asleep
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M/Somewhere
Jul 26, 2019
Jul 26, 2019 at 11:53 AM UTC
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