The gray skies appeared murkier,
danger lurking beneath feet,
the wind‘s aberrant scape,
hovering over like some looming threat

But despite such ghostly cast,
I surged forward aligning the sails,
for my destination was your heart,
so I smiled and aligned the mast

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