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I'm Glenn Ostland and today's listener essay comes from

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I must go down to the seas again to the lonely sea and the sky and all I ask is a tall ship

and a star to steal her by.

And the wheels kick and the wind sung and the white sail shaking.

And a gray mist on the sea's face and a grade on breaking.

I must go down to the seas again.

For the call of the running tide is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied and all I ask

is a windy day with the white clouds flying and the flung spray and the blown spew

and the seagals cry.

I must go down to the seas again, the vague and gee-hipsy life

to the gals way and the whales way where the winds like a withen

I and all I ask is a arms on a laughing fellow rover and quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long breaks over.

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