The Vessel Sails
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Departed
The vessel sails
See we are passing
By the small island,
The channel.
Wind in the face
Blue in the eyes
Of sea and green
Of fantasy.
Heaving and trembling
Fear and stress
Angst and drear
Conscious conscience
Sweating
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş