A clever and poignant take on John Masefield’s poem.
I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
Where I’ll await their call, fighting fear, holding my head up high.
I set my face, as bland as milk against those hollowed eyes
And think of how we seek a truth, neat-wrapped in hideous lies.
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