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The Rose of Navire, Part the Third

There is sand in my shoe. And in my heart.
Aurelia and I are apart,
I went to tell her of my love,
full of hope and wine.
I threw up in the corner,
And pretended it was not mine.
She was kind.
Then she was gone.
I contemplate the sea for a year and a day.\n(something about sunrises?)