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Neah Bay/Mazatian/Roundtrip

Do not expect me to be impressed
However quietly I will leave an impression
You leave me to make my own path
Because you will not give me passion

No mail with a kind card
No body with muscles so hard
No house where all is well
Do have my poetry to sail

Ships ahoy, we go to sea
Where you must learn to love me
Stranded for a hundred days
Until you teach me all the ways

That I must learn
For you to burn
For me the way I do for you
A boat, the sea, a world of two.

cj 6/4/03 1747

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