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Of water sucking the hollow ledges,
Tons of water striking the shore,–
What do they long for, as I long for
One salt smell of the sea once more?
People the waves have not awakened,
Spanking the boats at the harbor's head,
What do they long for, as I long for,–
Starting up in my inland bed,
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Beating the narrow walls, and finding
Neither a window nor a door,
Screaming to God for death by drowning,–
One salt taste of the sea once more?