unless of course and almost always

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it has been a while and many ships have sailed


sunk      docked      cities have called hello hello


and ports have cried goodbyes      fishes have


explored my mettle at depths too deep      i wait


still       expectant       drifting       grandly tethered


in this wet by silver laces      i hover over here


strange and happy like a green-yellow sunbeam


waiting      waiting      for the golden waves to rise 


or at least to surprise me fathomlessly       fabulously


where a glass castle shines in water milkyways








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