Two rivers cross
across one another
like the fingers
of one hand
cross across
sailing out
upon foreign waters
is where the ship
sails
and the fishing begins
muster strength
as well as courage
to meet
a wicked wind
as it knocks upon
your door
fighting off
other intruders
with just a small
amount of bravery
you leap out
of the dangerous waters
only to find yourself
upon an island
in the middle of nowhere!
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