Food for Thought-Singing in Shallow Echoes

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As the evening breeze opens the bottle,
Raising a toast to the violent heat,
The firmament cries forth,
“Vámonos, amigos”,
Among the sweat drenched tides,
Towards a scattered twilight we sail,
Singing in broken echoes,
Among the fickle shoals,
of a hard, hard night.

–Richard Bryant

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