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Wicks

I don’t

Off the Coast of Bermuda

The sun is long goneand the stars are beingoutshined by thebrightest moon of the year The air is coolbut the spray fromthe waves is warmerthen I expected The boat speeds us outto the edge ofa mystical realmKnown for mirth and mayhem We peer through theglass bottom, lookingfor coral, sea creaturesAnd the bones of ships Sunk long ago **** Written in response to Dverse’s Take Me With You prompt. Drop by to visit even more exotic places!