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Unintentional Existence: Sailor

Sailor

Sailor

Sailor

Sailor

    The paddling gentleman lays cold on his cradle bed beside the firewall
    Many eyes shearing tears and bodies reckless as they gaped at him
    Wind of the eastern Nile, Wind of the western Niger,
    Which one of you would sail the gentleman home to rest
    Whitish pleasant music home of peace and comfort
    Wind of the eastern Nile, Wind of the western Niger,
    Which one of you is scared of the famous or obscure?
    That in the room of grey and silence
    You would not retrieve his will and last words of blessing
    While the gentleman sail across the lonely still sea.

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Written By: Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

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