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1d
I spent my life weaving my sails,
And when the dream was complete,
Thirst swallowed the sea.

When I shattered its wood with my hands,

The rain returned
And that was my sin.
Written by
Marwan Baytie  55/M/Australia
(55/M/Australia)   
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   Lostling
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