I'm a pirate
lost in the sea,
with nothing else to
guide me but
the sun, the stars
and the breeze.
With calloused hands
and worn out oars,
I paddle my way
straight to the horizon.
My arms are aching
and sweat are dripping
across my face,
as I fight
my way against
these crashing waves.
I'm afraid of drowning,
that's for sure.
The only thing though
that keeps me afloat,
are these treasured
memories of what life
once was in the shore
and the glimmer of hope
that someday I'll reach
that horizon.
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