Should I
Perhaps in that angry sea,
no, why would you want to join me
- so close the eroding shore;
a faltering ship, that in its hold
heavy cargo of the past
tosses and rattles about?
No, if you were to join me,
how, through this small scuttle
could two hearts fit with
the stores of many years entwined?
But, your song draws me
to a leeward stillness
in the shadow of a friendly isle
where I need not struggle for the helm
- perhaps I can let go ... with you,
should I?
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