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To The Island (Hector Talking Laptop)

the ocean deep it's blue and green
rippling waves above unseen
beings living underneath
some with fins and some with teeth

the sky so clear no clouds in sight
Moon up high left from the night
the ferry rolls as it plows on
through the sea its liquid song

splashing in the waves around
as to the island we are bound
September dreams where autumn days
are drifting into where we gaze

summer leaves, it slips away
equal night and equal day
as Earth spins and turns around
cosmic moments souls astound

resonating waking deep
mesmerizing souls asleep
rippling waves expanding from
hearts inside where we belong

the sky so clear no clouds in sight
Moon up high left from the night
the ferry rolls as it plows on
through the sea its liquid song

splashing in the waves around
as to the island we are bound
Written by bcpoet (Lawrence)
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