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Lost at Sea
I occasionally go and try to flee,
From all of my great responsibilities.
Nothing here will recognize me.
Though sometimes. I fear. I’m lost. At sea.
Oh God. Oh please. Just let it be.
Nothing
Not height of waves that I must crest
Nor pull of tides from murky depths
Not lack of sun or moon in sky
Nor compass lost to view from eye
Not Proteus or dread Cetus
Nor Scylla or Charybdis
Not god of sea nor god of war;
None shall keep me from your shore
Highlights 2020 Jewel of the Sea 58
