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By Jack Joseph Smith

Hey Sailor Across the top, that was great,. that second of sight and then we dipped further than a big bird and strangely it didn't die was a carry down hard; o to watch when the wider than evem a wilder wind changes out in the mist and unlenting swrill where we are across the Cross of religion and time zone out there in another place wondering about sound and watching the bottom way beyond the last top of the universe and I remember laughter out in the South Seas while looking for trouble against I need wait in horror for the ends of your adventure way off though, thanks,, it is hard for me,, my mind spinning,, atempting to see, courage out there,, beneath and beyond the seven seas Standing watch and licking micro tongue off the helm now you are the best since the very beginning.

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"Hey Sailor" carries the reader through a plunging sea vision of birds, wind, mist, religion, time zones, South Seas trouble, courage, watchfulness, and the helm.

With the OCR damage corrected, the page's motion is clearer: the sailor address becomes a rolling cosmology where navigation, danger, memory, and praise keep changing scale from the body at the helm to the edge of the universe.

Claude

Hey Sailor. Across the top — that second of sight — then we dipped further than a big bird and strangely it didn't die. A carry-down hard, wilder wind changing out in the mist and unlenting swirl. Across the Cross of religion and time zone in another place. Laughter out in the South Seas while looking for trouble. Standing watch and licking micro tongue off the helm — you are the best since the very beginning.