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ON THE DECK OF THE SHIP

The serpent of the sea
was wrapped in the blanket
of drizzle and mist
that lifted the ocean
by the sky to be kisses;
the serpent of the sea
in cold waters slumbered,
her sorrows unknown
ploughed deep by the cut
where the seeds were sown.

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