You have realized
on the sea
who hard it can be
to live and work
far away on the sea.
And to sit upon tired
and ill
and all alone
wait for a new dawn.
And instead of deep rest
be awoken
during the nights.
There
far away
on the sea
only the nightmare is to be.
Vida Nenadic
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