Content of: The Call
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05/25/18 at 11:19PM
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Poetry
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The call came, from far and wide.
Do not watch, the evening tide,
For those, who, do decide,
Will not go back, to be inside.
Captured by the moonlit side
Of surfs, sweet sound to deride,
Nevermore, for eyes of wide
And so to you, who must provide,
Shelter to all those, still outside.
