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Oceans stilled by her hugs alone, as my sailor drops mast for the night.
In her harbor he feels the calm, brine still pulses.
A sirens trance masks the heart.
Stars tremble in the nights sky, unhinged from the heavens they fall one by one like a cannonballs splash.
Flashback of a pirates blight.
Full mast, fight or flight.
He prays for the winds betrayal.