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musings of a mad poet
Do any of you think of a time when you will no longer swim beneath the stars? If called to account at the end of your days; will you say "though born handicapped without a tail, still did I swim the waters as best I could".
I have loved, she has parted from me to walk her own path. I hope and wonder, awaiting a time when she might swim with me again. Til then I think and ponder, working as best as I can. Tell of your thoughts and prayers unspoken for we all share the same sea.
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