Crescent Moon
If you're a galleon
I envy you
Calmly you sail the sea of night
Roughly I sail the seas of life
Where is your port of call
If it is certainty
Take me aboard
And keep me from
A fate to me unknown
Pick up my woes
and in the high seas
All of them jettison
Please take my love
And bring it forth
To a love one
Who's in a distant shore
poem by Pacific Hernandez
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