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Alone The email sunk all hopes, Broke a storm weary heart, Feelings had grown for the bloke… Now he had disembarked. Lone Drifting alone in the calm strait One doesn’t move quite at all; But I’d so longed for a shipmate To hold tightly during the next squall. One Scorching sun’s left me burnt Lips parched from the salt Throughout this it’s been learnt Hearts and hopes need stay in a vault. |