I'm Towing My Boat Across the Ocean With a Thread

Hoskate wanted to resist that poetic sizing when people say that which I think you know that sense of making it overly flowery or what maybe some of the earlier translators did. So, so this is what that sounded like 100 years ago. With a thin rope of untwisted thread, toe I ever my boat or the sea. Will God hear the prayers that I have said? Will he safely over carry me? Water in a cup of unbaked clay whirling and wasting my dizzy soul slowly is filling to melt away. Oh, how feign would I reach my goal.

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