Long Bound Shores

Hair flung back,

Greased hair stains,

Line my dress whites,

As I jolly laugh at the sight,

Of long bound shore,

Lightly burdened,

Sailor sack slung,

Over shoulder, I waltz

From that long bound shore,

Raging sea behind me,

Laughing squalls only memory,

My heart beyond the hills afar,

My stakes in life here,

On these distant,

Long bound shores.

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