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Wrecked Ship

And I try... and I cry. What if I said it would be good? Do you think maybe you could try? I know you are not within the realm of my life. I try to be understood. Always at the helm. You were my love, you always stood by my side, but you kicked me down at the stern stern glances passing chances. but still at the bow I bow unto you my captain! starboard! I board that star! and sail away.................. and now... shipwrecked

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