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Mourning Tide
Too many years spent upon this pier of life...
My naked feet dangling
Barely touching the sea's water;
Way too much salted air in my lungs to breathe
And Neptune just keeps on calling;
Fathomless feeling's are growing dim
As the absence of your sunlight obscures;
Far too many storms fought upon harsher waters...
Loosing hope in all that matters;
Davy Jones locker is somber this day
As time cries on
And destiny follows;
poem
by
Theodora Onken
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