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my first piece entered on this site |
| Upon My Final Shore The raging sea has taken me, To places of dreams and destiny. I ride on the warming currents, Of torrents delight, Salt spray stinging, Trade winds bringing me, Ever closer to my horizon, Way begone traveler of the seven seas Longing for respite under the tree's Of serenity's dwelling place, Holding me in twilights embrace Upon my final shore. |