Though the night’s mist, the world
is shrouded in darkness.
From the pier I gaze at the harbor’s edge
until engulfed by slumber.
I awakened to the thunderous clash
of a lantern breaking, through which is
revealed white sails and a wooden bow
that sailed me off to the gateway
of my reality.
is shrouded in darkness.
From the pier I gaze at the harbor’s edge
until engulfed by slumber.
I awakened to the thunderous clash
of a lantern breaking, through which is
revealed white sails and a wooden bow
that sailed me off to the gateway
of my reality.
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