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Poetry News Post #5645

The Life of a Sailor

Written by: Nhakra Si'Talvace
Date: Monday, January 4th, 2021
Addressed to: Everyone

Tick, tock, at the dock
Time to hit the sea.

Save my daughters,
Save my daughters,
she says over tea.

I sailed quite far,
then I hit a sandbar.
Now I'm dead.

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Ero, in the year 848 AF.

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Poetry News Post #5645

The Life of a Sailor

Written by: Nhakra Si'Talvace
Date: Monday, January 4th, 2021
Addressed to: Everyone

Tick, tock, at the dock
Time to hit the sea.

Save my daughters,
Save my daughters,
she says over tea.

I sailed quite far,
then I hit a sandbar.
Now I'm dead.

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Ero, in the year 848 AF.

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