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From distant shores of south
He was watching me
He used to come when the moon was full
Gliding very smooth

Gliding smooth under full moonlight
So I espied would he come
I saw a man that beckoned me
Beckoned me to join him now

Freighted with memories and dreams of time
These glimpses are on my mind

Gray, white or black
That ocean is not silent
Infinite everglades
That ocean is not silent

And when the day dawned unknown land was here
There were many things already seen
And things I did not know

Beware of those perilous seas
No pain or death in Sona-Nyl

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