Hence on embarking call by blinking signate
Vessels trudged or obviate are dry docked,
Waves back breaking proliferate upon mud
Alluding the central hole to rise upon cropper
In outset the trailor horizon wet not yet.
Water spiders debunk the weight of tons
For places find letting the day amid webs
With least of piety for newborns simulate,
Posts solidified with anchorages dripping
Perspires strewn warmth of jolts endearing.
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