In The Midst Of The Ocean

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In the midst of the ocean
With unspun thread.
I am towing the boat:
Would that God grant
My prayer and.
Ferry me too, across:
Water in my unbaked earthen plates
Seeps in and none collects ‘
yearn and yearn
To return Home

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