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When I look and I see I’m not so blinded When you talk so vain I do get wounded When I listen I hear you, am astounded When I read, I know my heart pounded
The wind blew like a banshee wailing I was such before, blown, arms flailing And though the ships passed by hailing All I could think of is solitude prevailing
Then there was you a lone man sailing The light was there but faint and ailing And as you leaned right over the railing A message of love in the ocean mailing
Cast into the turmoil in a bottle it went Through winds and storms it underwent The message sailed on unbroken unbent Neptune to its safety watched, no relent
Cast ashore to her on a shore it was sent Frail mermaid large fishtail of her descent Allowed not walking no flight, just meant To crawl as time of her days all had spent
Fallen angel of a heavenly time she knew When wings had her high and up she flew The marine world had turned her so blue To the darkest of oceans she became a hue
A message of love she found after curfew For love at night often creeps on you anew Leaving you in morning covered with dew As tremors of the night say it is he not who
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