Grow calmly like a warm breeze.
Ships endure like dead shores.
Lively, cold ships roughly desire a clear, warm reef.
Sail swiftly like a cold wave.
Death is a rainy captain.
All ships lead dead, sunny seas.
Stormy, rough gulls calmly view a sunny, dead sailor.
Courage is a old ship
This is my second Poem
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