Voyage
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The soft breeze
Wipes away my name
From the bed of moist sands
On pattern of a
Wave it spreads my name
Across vast oceans and lands
The fragrance of
Love my name has in it
Makes flowers bloom and dance
The breeze forgets
To bring me back to my
Place where I had left my essence
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