The high seas
the boat
my me
the ride
through the
Hurricane of
one soul
The existence
the core
of the interior
very chaste
and untouched
The soul
is not a word
she is the hoard
before the
Beginning over
the end
abandonment
doubt
lonliness
fear
and fear
the faithful
companion
until the
last
breath
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