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The Mariner

  • MCD
  • Oct 7, 2016
  • 1 min read

An act of gentle terrorism

A vow made to be broken

On wood I rode

The wind carrying me

I left her there but took her heart with me

Saying always that I would bring it back

I lie here in the azure, mourning

And alone


 
 
 

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