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Sea of Stars

The paddle dips and rises, drops clinging

Silver rivulets stream on ancient wood

Gentle ripples stream on the ancient wood

And there the boatman, as silent as he would

As serene as he could

A speck in a sea of stars

Bright flours against the inky black

Intertwine to hold from afar

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