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The lost Sailor
Sat upon the mountain, high above the world below,
The stars in the sky twinkled with a burning glow.
Heart ached with loneliness in the silence of the night,
In darkness deep and void of light,sought the spark that reignites the fight.
The ocean, the shore, feels the waves crash against his feet,
His heart begins to race, a feeling hard to beat.
The moon, like a lantern, guides through the dark depths of his soul.
Soaring above the clouds, and reaching for the stars with the wings unfold.
The wind ceases its whispering, allowing to hear the echoes of the past,
Recognizes the melody of life, intertwined with the harmony of love that lasts.
With renewed purpose and clarity gained, he left the ocean behind,
Continues his journey along with the life that he signed.
Felt the rhythmic swaying of the ship and the sound of waves crashing,
Yearns to once again feel the wind in his hair and the salt on his lips.
Inhaled a deep breath of salty air,savouring the moment before exhaling,
With all the hate he bears and the love that is undying.
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Anik Das
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