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Sail (11/16/05)
O Gentle winds
which blow the trees
Caress me with your gales
And set me free
From deep within
That I might spread my sails
O let me find
Adventure there
Upon the deep blue sea
Where treasures lay
with monsters deep
that I shall never flee
And let me fly
upon the glass
That I might seek new lands
With perils yet
And magic traps
upon the beach's sands
O Gentle world
I seek thee still
That I might find my place
Where I can be
Just simply me
And slow my quick'ning pace
