That gentle breeze
Nothing but fresh air
It is crystal clear
Rising up through the atmosphere
When the ship sails
Over the horizon
You can see those nightly skies
As you approach your destination
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Author:
The Brooklyn Six Project™ (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 4th, 2018 20:55
- Category: Nature
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