Stories
The drama
A journey
Seas provide me patience
Grace
The perfect word
Not more boots
Just before we sailed
Making the journey
The gossip ship
My notes go on
Long limbs loosely jointed
Hollow bones
Where deep in there sockets
Hands with long fingers
By the tropical sun
Her hair
Very elaborately done
Her gold rimmed face
Foolishness
Noticeable was her voice
Dressed in black
She managed the mission
The journies
Not without peril
She spoke
Dancing knowledge in my stories
Is not strange
The drama
A journey
Seas provide me patience
Grace
The perfect word
Not more boots
Just before we sailed
Making the journey
The gossip ship
My notes go on
Long limbs loosely jointed
Hollow bones
Where deep in there sockets
Hands with long fingers
By the tropical sun
Her hair
Very elaborately done
Her gold rimmed face
Foolishness
Noticeable was her voice
Dressed in black
She managed the mission
The journies
Not without peril
She spoke
Dancing knowledge in my stories
Is not strange
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