I may have once been lost and wild,
Though older now, I rest within,
My heart no longer at racing pace,
Neither my body be quite so slim,
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Heart is no longer at racing pace because ocean is lost in wiled view. This provokes thought. But there is still hope to get back strength of mind to decide well. Grasping leaves off empty branches in darkness still there is of course hope to see light. An interesting poem is excellently penned...10
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Heart is no longer at racing pace because ocean is lost in wiled view. This provokes thought. But there is still hope to get back strength of mind to decide well. Grasping leaves off empty branches in darkness still there is of course hope to see light. An interesting poem is excellently penned...10