Harbor Nights
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At night, alone,
Atop the jagged jetty stones.
I breathe out a peaceful sigh
As electricity thrills the serene sky.
Clinks and clanks from their poles
The secured crafts, only the harbor knows.
Perhaps these sweet vessels are merely on break
Taking a snooze from great adventures' taken.
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