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The Boundless Sea

I wish to know if my spirit could be bound

Like the seemingly endless sea we found

Nobody recalls the beginning of one’s life

Stormy times we go through, amounts of strife
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I wish I could tack from New England to Old

See all the glorious stories I had been told

Yet I can only see but the sweep of a gull

Above our boat and off the beat up hull
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I wish I knew the meaning of you

Endless sea of greenish blue

Where storms, then calm, bring satisfaction

Where there really is no thought - planned action
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I wish to know if my spirt could be bound

Or if forever in you my soul be found

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Structured: Western
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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Not Explicit Content

Comments

A sonnet I think. I am so bad at sonnets that I'm not prepared to critique another's. BUT line 4, times amount not times amounts.

But certainly not a true Sonnet. I don't think a Sonnet can be composed in modern English. Maybe a parrot of some classic though.
Thanks and later,
Mark

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