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[title] => Sweet Mollie
[time] => 2016-05-03 02:21:16
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[bodytext] => Sweet Mollie,
Fortress of the ocean,
Stands in the elements as tresses of curls
Flow in streams of Neptune/'/s breath, lifting
Arms to embrace the elements, greeting
The North wind, embracing the south.
Facing as life forces merge and
Waves crash and roar, for she the
Pinnacle, the life breath, the saviour
Of all that depend on her grace.
For she is the whisper, the might
And the favour of those in supplication,
For where strength of mind and flesh
Sweat the existence of the sight
Of dawn she will be the reason for
The next breath.
And she sighs with the skies
And rises with a path that
Splices.
No more to roam the decks
And haunt the furrowed lines
Of anguished souls
But returned
She bows.
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