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Atop this knoll overlooking the sea,
Mist from the waves and wind, leave a chill.
Gulls swoop to see how it is I'm so free,
Their shouts on the wind to my ears land shrill.
In the bay rests a worn out lobster boat,
I watch as it rocks and waves slap its hull.
Laden with traps and once colorful floats,
Aging and miles made this old worker dull.
In the distance a brand new barge appears
A throaty rumble, it's new engines purr.
A fresh coat of paint to it’s side adheres,
The wind sights and sound my sad heart stirs.
The romance of the ocean fills my soul
My mind sees explorers, here from this knoll.
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