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I sat on this boat wondering
Why can't I stay and relax
Thinking, why can't I slumber
And let my mind wander
I look to the waters pane
To forget my worries
Looking at this sheet of glass
Ripples echoed as it started to rain
The water filled with rage
As a boat speeds on by
I remember that I am not alone
Like a turning of a page
I continue to drift peacefully
Down this winding cage
Tommy B.
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