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INTO THE BLUE
INTO THE BLUE
The sea is deceptively calm on this cloudless spring day,
away from the shore a twin hull catamaran sails,
leaving a gentle wake upon the mirror smooth ocean.
Painted yellow overall you cant miss her,
like a glass bottle upon the sand.
Out of nowhere a thick mist comes down
covering everything in sight like white blanket as you sleep.
A ...
Tuesday 10th July 2012 10:43 pm
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