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By Starbright Date: 2001 Oct 29 Comment on this Work [[2001.10.29.17.57.28877]] |
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Winds of gale born from natures wrath shook my vessel in horrid plight lifting waves to churn my craft tearing tooth and claw at my chosen path. Stubborn I stood to wheel, aloof to all but battle, as for hours I fought endless wave my strength against an ocean my mind firm against the sea. Freezing of arctic chill yet still I stood soaked in tears from each angry blast worn and weary yet would I never surrender till you finally spoke the softest plea. Crumpled now, my ship adrift battered, broken, as once again I await thy pleasure. |