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A Far Horizon Swept along on silent sea lost in fog of gallantry ever seeking never knowing labored strokes of useless rowing Toll the bell that calls within soar beyond on distant wind setting sail to ride its' plunder death rings loud in peal of thunder Crashing through the waves of sorrow riding winds towards new morrow misty spray of salt preserving thirsty soul in life's rebirthing |
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