The sailor

By , pewaukee, WI

Whitecaps flow, waves roll, as the sun’s rays crash on a sailor.
The ocean obscures his mind. Blue water and sky, he guzzles fresh water.
His last sips, on that orange life raft, looks for life-nobody there.

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