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The Doldrums
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Becalmed in seas of discolored uniformity
the dread of any seasoned wayfarer
an aching torment of the soul -
the captain's failure.
Beneath the sky of piercing sun
the waves that give no relief
and thirst goes well with only hunger
as white sails reach out for naught.
It is becalmed, the doldrums.
Forget the heart's yearnings
and lose sight of all hope,
for one cannot fair well when one isn't moving.
Aye, its the only way to die!
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This is a very interesting write. It was entertaining also :)
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