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sail on,
when the sun is gone
when the wind rises
off a river slow
when you hear no more
just silence

waves upon wood
slow motion
a picture in my hand
carved into
the sand in my eyes.

cry the tears of rain,
a young boy
dreams again

sail on…

- jude

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