Every scenery changes with time
Nothing ever stays the same
Courses drift along these waters
There presents a whole new game
One must make adjustments
For it is Independence Day
We stay within the range
Sailing towards the bay
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Author:
The Brooklyn Six Project™ (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 4th, 2019 14:17
- Category: Nature
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