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What may be this stormy brilliance come upon my weary watch Oh what fresh'ning wind befall me on this perilous small yacht Shall I shelter in calm harbors, set a course for un-adventure, reef my sails, take in the main, keep it safe for my debenture Or is mine the priceless treasure on some island beach I'll find, if I rig my weather mainsail, and prepare my boat for rime Set the genoa to run out, shift my rudder to the force, let the weather take a free turn, let the helmsman plot the course So be still my racing heartbeat, be thee calm my apprehension, give me over to these winds that blow, it could only cost pretension
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Aug 16, 2014
Aug 16, 2014 at 8:42 PM UTC
A Freshly Wind
What may be this stormy brilliance come upon my weary watch Oh what fresh'ning wind befall me on this perilous small yacht Shall I shelter in calm harbors, set a course for un-adventure, reef my sails, take in the main, keep it safe for my debenture Or is mine the priceless treasure on some island beach I'll find, if I rig my weather mainsail, and prepare my boat for rime Set the genoa to run out, shift my rudder to the force, let the weather take a free turn, let the helmsman plot the course So be still my racing heartbeat, be thee calm my apprehension, give me over to these winds that blow, it could only cost pretension
Rivenheart
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Aug 16, 2014
Aug 16, 2014 at 8:42 PM UTC
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