That bay's not mine; ‘least not today. Through endless nights, I steer that way, but grind in restless dreams - stuck tight, to reefs that shield that peaceful bay
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Hey there, well done. Saw the Robert Frost juggle in it right away and it worked. Thanks for the comment on My Small Ship. Adeline