Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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The loom is hushed, the shuttle idle
work of day aside, restless now
the urge of heart, longing to depart
escape across the parapet, abandon
defensive walls and legends all
of Camelot, driven to run, to mount
the open space of sea, so many emotions
tugging, one only wants, to be free.

Jan G. Otterstrom F. 12/10/2012 Somewhere over the Atlantic.