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The Winds blew Cuts into my Skin
as I woke up just drifting aimless;
Water, Water everywhere, but not a Drop to drink.

I swim exhausted reeling Streams,
all Past erased, a jerking Nameless;
Water, Water everywhere and several Miles to sink.

Watching for Ships somewhere passing
or Islands touching the Edge of the Sea.
Moving to resist this Pulling,
a downward-grooving Drown Symphony

Water, Water everywhere...

The Wind brought Sound of Men on Board,
a Vessel-Sign so hopeful flickering;
All around