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// A Proto-poem/Entry #39 
// Story: Starswirl's Journal 
// by AlesFlamas 
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Raise the sails and come with me
We'll sail in the summers eve
the wind flows and the seagulls squeak
and you will see life's not so bleak
when we're sailing, you and me
right across the blue blue sea.



So ends my first attempt at a poem for the Summer Sun festival. My issue with rhyming has dissipated, but now I have to work on relevance to subject matter. Honestly, it seems more like I was trying to write about the ocean than the sun. Maybe Rain will be able to help me in this situation. Hhm. . . I got a little chuckle out of that. Going to Rain for advice on how to write about the sun. Say what I will, being buffoon does occasionally have it's merits.