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Neptune's Glider

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In the aquarium of my mind's keep
hearing echoes from the sea,
and you whispering to comfort me,  
collecting seashells by the sea.

With the tides of dawn cresting
to the edge of the deep waters,
and the lords of blue aqua pipe
with seashells of poetic flutes.

In silence of the dark abyss
floating to tunes of lunar moons,
drifting in dreams on my horizon,
as if Neptune's glider in my sleep.




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