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priv/posts/navigation.md

@@ -19,7 +19,7 @@ new experiences every day,\
 life grows its brilliance along the way
 +++
 It's an art of minutiae\
-Reliant on fiducia\
+Reliant on fiducia
 
 My conviction of winds prevail\
 Carried fourth by persistent gale\

priv/posts/provision.md

@@ -9,12 +9,12 @@ the end draws near\
 founding small fear\
 who knows what we can withstand
 +++
-Our voyage now draws out 
+Our voyage now draws out\
 Yet our captain wont about\
 Growing the crew's doubt\
 As the supplies run ever thin
 
-So we'll drink down the blood wine 
+So we'll drink down the blood wine\
 and we'll feast on flesh malign\
 That we pretend is just swine\
 Per sailor’s creed, provisions therein
@@ -24,17 +24,17 @@ It's been weeks since that brisket\
 Too hungry to resist it\
 We resort to our own kin
  
-So we'll drink down the blood wine 
+So we'll drink down the blood wine\
 and we'll feast on flesh malign\
 That we pretend is just swine\
 Per sailor’s creed, provisions therein
 
 What was our daily pint of beer\
 Has dropped to a pot so shear\
-Towards John we now start to sneer 
+Towards John we now start to sneer\
 Cause he finished off the gin
 
-So we'll drink down the blood wine 
+So we'll drink down the blood wine\
 and we'll feast on flesh malign\
 That we pretend is just swine\
 Per sailor’s creed, provisions therein