Christopher Fladd - Just one place I know.

While standing waiting watching water,
Islands wait for bold explorers.
Worlds away they sit in slumber,
To kiss and kill the wicked daggers
Of men, who try to lay their flags there.

But go, you bold explorers, Go!
Of an ounce of love and ton of sorrow
Yes, ‘tis true it hurts tomorrow,
But, sitting still hurts more
Then standing up to death.

Within these words there’s no regret.

Christopher Fladd

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