Dream Sailor

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Each splash a whisper
That serenades her name
Beckoning her closer
A sad and twisted game
A murky black lagoon
That terrifies her further
Darkness coming soon
The girl is lost, but will they mourn her?
Her mind has gone away
Her body remains intact
The ocean stole her away
The sweet insomniac
The sun illuminates a sad smile
Residing on her face
Joy will hide awhile
While sadness takes its place
The waves are now her jailer
But she will come again
Fear not
Poor dream sailor
Leave your worries with the ocean wind

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