MY SHIP HAS BEEN DEAD IN THE WATER FOR DAYS, NOT THE SLIGHTEST BREEZE
TO TEST THE SAILS... WE WAIT THE CALM AND HOPE... TIME CEASES WITHOUT
PURPOSE... MAGNIFICENCE OF THE STAR FILLED NIGHTS GIVE LITTLE PLEASURE
WITHOUT MOVEMENT.... A HEAVINESS CONTROLS YOU, ALL HANDS SENSE ITS
PRESENCE... ITS NOT GOOD FOR SOULS TO MEASURE SELF-WORTH BY FULL SAILS... NO
WIND IS FRETFULLY CONSUMING, NOTHING DAY AFTER
DAY BUT EMPTY INSANITY...
IN THE BEGINNING HOPE COMES EASILY... IT'S THE WAITING THAT CHALLENGES,
YOUR WILL... A little something I have been thinking about. I call it tit bits!!! THANK YOU!!!
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