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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

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

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

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


if the sailing life is one I'd want to see
forever sailing out on yon waters
Is that the life for me?

Nice job! You give us the story without needless words
and just the simple question. I like it!
~ Geez.

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