I pray the azure tides meet you
Where you would feel through and through
Maybe then you’d steer with surety
I pray the azure tides bear not stormy billows
That match the fog and daze your head carries
For uncertainty, is a boat without oars
I pray the azure tides wouldn’t be too long
That I go to meet them elsewhere
What a shame then, that you and I could have been.
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