True joy's floating adrift in a rowboat,
On calm waters bathed in moonlight…
Celebrating like a Viking Funeral, but,
Please don’t strike my match tonight.
Let me enjoy the timeless comfort,
Riding both rising and ebbing tides…
I want to sail through my memories.
Until my last breath and vision subsides.
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