Brilliant brother found lost sister orbiting my island
where I cook all do blister
layinging in my sand.
The guf of endless souls to eye winding through
eternity fathom thoughts
to sea.
May we tread upon the shore never lost from all
just blind for lack of tears.
Foam of waves the froth of music never leaving
sothing mind of fears.
Knowing that the boat we sail forever holds us dear.
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