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random poem #4
Land is far away.
The sailboat on the waves sways.
Back and forth it softly rolls.
Rocking me to sleep.
The ship is gliding on the waves
Which next it gently races,
But not without forceful paces.
Still rolling the ship left and right,...
The sailboat on the waves sways.
Back and forth it softly rolls.
Rocking me to sleep.
The ship is gliding on the waves
Which next it gently races,
But not without forceful paces.
Still rolling the ship left and right,...
