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My Boat
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My Boat

Drifting...my boat is my world,
Bearing no flag, we sail in the hands of no God,
And when I wake, I dream of love,

But there are only things on my boat,
Idle dreams fill are sails and guide us away from life,
My boat, drifts across shades of blue.

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it is a very nice poem and i like it very much.