The Flying Sailor
Added 2025-06-03 10:00:02 +0000 UTCWith hands gripped tight, we feel
The wind rush past us with zeal,
We dance and sway to its call,
A sailor's playful dare all in all.
In a world where water meets sky,
We find our stage beneath the open eye,
Hanging from ropes that bind us tight,
Our bodies swing like marionettes taking flight.
The horizon, a canvas for our show,
We defy gravity and dance with the wind's flow,
Beyond the limits of earthly bounds we go,
In this aerial spectacle, a sailor's mastery to glow.
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