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Hardships On The High Seas

Updated on October 31, 2011

Set sail...pull the oars the portholes...were on our way out the port and into the tides.

The swells have become a little calmer...the fishermen wave as we cross the line of no return.

The peninsula has just passed us by...the lighthouse is fading out of's lights no longer guide our simple ways.

Has life ceased to exist on all levels...we don't even see the dolphins making their calls through the ripples of the waters.

It was like Stalin made his mark upon the seemingly disappearing among the more crayons to make your colorful marks.

We need to find our way back...the mist has begun to crawl in...the lights are hard to sight even on the three story boat...dumb yacht.

Is that what I think it is...a kraken here to destroy our's head slamming into the boat as if an earthquake had cracked through.

God help us...Allah raise us...Gaia relish in our hopeful us from this disaster...I don't think we'll make it.

I have fell off the eyes go blank...freezing waters paralyzing my soul...and I finally come body against the sand...a building is home...?


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    • BakerRambles profile image

      BakerRambles 6 years ago from Baltimore, MD

      Thank you

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      mkrandhawa 6 years ago from India

      Great.....voted up