The poetic thought of the day

There’s a boat out on the shores at the sympathy of the sea,
It’s been flung about failed and snapped rambling aimlessly.

God, anyhow grasp that the boat is me, cause there is a tower in the dock glazing patiently.

Streaming its shine out across the sea for the drowning soul
to see, God anyhow knows that the boat is me.

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