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tayled22 -> The Storm it Comes... (11/27/2009 2:25:20 PM)
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The storm it comes slowly now, I see it on the horizon. It has been here before… my sails still tattered, my masts in need of repair. My masthead held high a gleam still shining in the eyes. My bow is strong, my keel steady… the coming storm charges ovah the ocean… will I weather the storm? Will I weather it alone. Nay I have shipmates a plenty, they survived the last storm with me, but the captain’s place is empty. Heading into the storm will a Captain present? Hard task it is to take on a battered ship going to the storm.
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