Tonight, I drink to the Captain. And tomorrow, I let the vision grow.
The coconut does not fall by accident. The grogue ferments because time wishes to be sweet. Tonight, I drink to the Captain
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I left the bottle for the next dreamer. But I took one leaf—a single jurema frond—pressed between the last pages. Tonight, I drink to the Captain