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Beached (Or how I learned to give up the day) (Lyric) by Jeremi B. Handrinos
When I rounded the point
There was a wind-break
The sun had just yoked
On the boats & their wake.
I had come for fresh air
And a view that was ripe
To lay my soul bare
And get sleep tonight.
But the whales were sick too
And the sky was dead red
There was a storm brewing
A tempest in my head.
I saw no foot-steps home
I felt no peace of mind
It was no day to comb
For sea-shells in the tide
I collapsed upon knees
To succumb in my fight
Another prince broken
In half by twilight.
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Arithmetic Mean: 7.1
Weighted score: 6.05
Overall Rank: 1209
Posted: August 24, 2004 11:50 PM PDT; Last modified: August 24, 2004 11:50 PM PDT
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