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on this voyage

2008/09/14 in poems

on this voyage
by tanner brockwell

on this voyage
of the self
sometimes the waters carry far
and forgotten so
the shore with crops
of out stood rocks
home again
returning home
again from so very far
that so those who were
in past passing ways
remember then past passing days
that spoke so once
and softly led
for this is home
home they said


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